Trip To Berlin

Trip To Berlin

Travel is an experience that inspires you and introduces you to realities you might have never even imagined. More than anything, it changes you as a person. This is a post nearly a month too late than it deserves, but I hope that it would give you an insight into my experiences. I traveled to Berlin in the mid of June and for me, the experience was revolutionary for the mind and the soul.

If you want to experience History in the modern times, glimpse the horrors of the past preserved and unaltered, and understand a little bit more about the various colors of humanity, then Berlin is the place to go to.

If you want to admire the courage of a nation that embraces its past and encourages people to explore it so that atrocities of that kind may not be repeated again, Berlin is the place to go to.

If you want to appreciate art that is severely underrated but is outstanding in its own respect, Berlin is the place to go to.

 

Culture, history, science, technology, progress, positivism, ingenuity and of course- the fabled efficiency. Berlin has everything that makes it the ideal city to live in. So you might be wondering what does Berlin look like to a guy from India?

The weather is lovely. There is barely any pollution and the air is so clean that you are motivated to spend time outdoors. I traveled all over Berlin, on foot and by the public transport system, and there was not once that I rued being out exploring. Whether it was burning hot or uncomfortably wet, I could feel the energy in me linger with every step I took.

I visited the famous museums of art and history and those that recounted tales of the Holocaust and its victims. I visited its parks and I experienced the freedom of having a German Pilsner in the middle of the street. I visited a concentration camp.

To be quite frank, I don’t think that any of my travel experiences have left such an impression on me as my Berlin trip. Then again, half the experience of any kind is created by the people you share it with, and I thank my sister and brother in law for that!

In the upcoming posts, I shall be describing the individual experiences in details with pictures! I think that would give you a better insight into what Berlin is truly like! And you NEED to know what Berlin offers to you. Because Berlin is a city of remembrance and inspiration. And there is no other city like it.

Have a good day!

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Past Travels: Hullo United Kingdom!

It is three years too late to post this and it makes not much sense to do so, but I think this is a chapter of my life that needs to be blogged about just because it was a defining moment in my life.

You remember that much anticipated, feared and joked about Mayan Doomsday prophecy of 2012? The night of 22nd December, 2012, I was in a plane gazing down upon the brilliantly lit up city of Mumbai. I never thought a polluted and nauseating city like Mumbai could look so pretty at night. As I sat there, I thought, ‘Oh well, if the world does come to an end, at least I’ll be in the air’. I think I completely forgot about it within a few minutes when I felt a strange feeling take over me as I realized I was leaving my country, if only for a few weeks. It was after all the very first time I was travelling abroad, and I had just turned 16 three months ago. I listened to good music and waited until I could fiddle with the small television screen in front of me.

By the time I landed at Heathrow, I had finished watching three movies and had not slept a wink. I was so excited to see a new country and my sister that I could not miss the descent. The view from my window was a stark contrast to any Indian airports, if my memory serves me right. In India, you could feel the heat outside through your eyes as you watched ground crews scuttle from one location to another without a cheer on their faces. Here, there seemed to be a chill in the air outside. I waited until everyone had finished descending, just because I was an unaccompanied minor and was told by the charming air hostess to do so.

Eventually, I found myself at the front of the immigration line accompanied by two men who seemed super professional and like special agents or something. The kind lady at the immigration counter asked me for how long I would be there, where I would be staying and other normal questions that nonetheless made me nervous(I was 16 and travelling alone for the first time!). She wished I have a good time during my stay and allowed me to pass.

I was taken two levels below and to the ground level. The agent waited by my side. I spotted a smartly dressed girl with bouncing brown-black hair walk towards me. It took me a few seconds to recognize her. I smiled, feeling safe and secure as I called out to her. The agent left me with her after confirming that she was the one who was supposed to pick me up.

 

I still remember the first breath of the UK air I had inhaled as I exited the airport doors- pure, devoid of any pollution and extremely refreshing. It was freezing cold and wet, and the surroundings were bathed in the blue light of dawn, something I found to be characteristic to the UK.

‘Welcome to the UK!’, said my sister.

It was a welcome indeed!

 

I was ready to begin the best experience of my teenage life.

 

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Continuing Post: “ Caerdydd, the heart of Wales 

 

Braveheart

Most have seen the movie I am sure and most of us have been endeared by the beautiful background score and the ‘Freedom’ as yelled by Sir William Wallace as he defied the tyranny of the King of England. I first heard of the movie on a podcast at http://www.artofmanliness.com called ‘Living the Braveheart Life’. Brett McKay was true when he said that when the modern man tries to contemplate the notion of being Brave, he remembers and is inspired by Braveheart.

As much as I understand that the actors play a crucial role in any film, I feel it is the script that is the real essence of the entire experience. You could have a great actor but a poor uninspiring script or you could have an underrated actor and one helluva script. A friend of mine pointed out to me that something was off about the movie, ‘Perhaps Mel Gibson’s acting was a little off’.

Personally, I did not even notice anything, and even if I did, I overlooked it. I am not a critic, and I like to enjoy a movie for the story it is trying to tell. Let the criticism be left to those who fancy it.

From the moment the movie introduced to my eyes the beauty of the Scottish landscape, I was mesmerized. To be able to live in Nature without the ruckus of the modern world is something that very few ever experience. I did so last October and it was one of the best few days of 2015. Entering the abounds of nature is medicine for the soul and mind. Nothing is more pleasant than being one with Nature and admiring the many flora and fauna that Nature has nurtured.

There is something ridiculously inspiring about the movie, whether it is the music or the story line or the various themes explored such as courage, loyalty, honor and love. It truly gives you a glimpse of the romantic concept of what it means to be a knight. If a movie can inspire you to do something good, its a good movie. I’m sure you too will have something to learn from the movie if you watch it.

As far as I am concerned, visiting Scotland is definitely one of ‘Things you should do before you die’.

 

Have a great weekend!

Changing Your Perspective

Changing Your Perspective

This morning, I was trying to fix my spectacles frame.

After many tedious minutes of concentration and unsuccessful attempts to fix it, I vocally expressed frustration and in a moment of slight naive agitation, I cursed my poor eyesight. I decided to wait until I got them fixed by my optometrist.

A few minutes ago, I read an incredibly story of a woman who is now in her mid thirties. When she was eighteen years old, she was diagnosed with a disease which would deteriorate her eyesight, eventually leading to complete blindness. She was your typical teenager who goes to college: Ambitious, career oriented and oblivious of the beautiful world. But after the diagnosis, she began to reflect upon her life and her perspective changed. She was no more that career driven girl who wanted a high paying job. When on a vacation to Bali, she discovered her wanderlust.

Today, she is married and travels the entire world with her husband, clicking pictures and enjoying the little things in life. And you know what’s more? She considers herself lucky. She considers herself lucky to be able to simply smell amazing things and eat amazing food, and be with her husband in distant parts of the world that were previously unknown.

There are many things about her perspective that I agree to, and a few which I do not. But her story inspired me to change my perspective. I feel grateful for having normal eyes, even if they do not have crystal clear vision without external aid. I am grateful for having parents with whom I have traveled most of my beautiful country, a sister with whom I saw the beauty of UK and the ability to have every aspect of my life normal and my twisted(nothing horrifying, I swear) perspective towards certain things.

I am going to travel as much of the world I can before my time comes to an end, probably meet many of you fellow bloggers too! I would love to meet Lara one day, if only to thank her for inspiring me!

http://passionpassport.com/wanderlust-story-lovewalkeatsee-a-vision-of-the-world/

That’s the link to the story.

I hope you too are inspired by Lara’s story!