Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Hello friends, Whats up. Hope you’re doing great. Since last week, I was seeking some escape from each day’s monotonous life. Life was becoming just like a disciplined system- fixed time for each activity, no loopholes. Thats the reason finding some new spots. So, Taki was the answer for that.
Being an Internet user as well as blogger, I’m in touch with hundreds of other blogger (well I think I’m lucky to have this), took inspirations , new ideas, share mutual thoughts. well this is kind of sharing experiences. And I love these things, because I am always liberal & I like to learn things till my life ends,
It was almost 7pm, I was having a deep sleep.
Cellphone started to buzz.
“Are you ready? The cab is being called.”
(cleaning throat pretending that I was pretty aware & ready as well) “Yeah! is the authorization letter ready?”
Traveling is not about destination but about the journey itself. This days while living in ‘porobas’ (outside west Bengal) lots of frequent travels by rail road air and waterways have become a part and parcel for not only me but my group of friends.
Life is burdened & burdened with excessive pressure. I dont want to utter any name personally but I realised slowly but steadily that I m being ill-treated everyday in the name of Project, Telecom , pressure.
Firstly, in every organization, there must be some project going on,other wise the employees doesnot have any work to do their.
I love moments spending with my dear friends,family – That may be in some resturants with monster eater tag or time killing attitude just sitting idly, doesnot matter. But when it generally becomes some kind of lunch or dinner plan outdoors,I just sprang with excitement. If its a off day from work then why not to have some fun?
