Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
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Food is a big concern when you’re traveling by train. Some prefer to stay hygienic. They carry own foods. Some just care a hang and ready to eat anything on the go. But what if you’re traveling a long journey, but surrounded by Biriyani vendors completely. This post is completely dedicated to food episodes use to be happened in railway.
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raveling with the best buddies becomes something special. Is not it? Due to my mood, my nature of traveling, I often keep on traveling. Sometimes solo,or with unknown groups, or with family, sometimes with close buddies. but the feelings come with the persons you love the most. Because of the mental frequency in which you’re consistently having conversations.
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ccording to william Godwin “No man knows the value of innocence and integrity but he who has lost them.” who knows better than me or anyone who has experience of this modern civilization & mankind. This piece of innocence is captured in Rammam village of Darjiling district,
Life is always dynamic. There’re stress and relieves, ups and downs.
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i friends ! Days are too fast, minutes are too faster, and yes seconds are just uncountable. This is like my present day scenarios. Very few days arrive like this, when I actually find some time to write down some of my thoughts, good ideas or to grab a coffee mug for my blog.