Shivam Sharma - Some memories that inspired me to start blogging.

'CHILDHOOD' or a lovely/inspiring paradise of your life.

2011-03-14T06:00:00.000-07:00

It was a lovely evening. I just came from the office and again the same thing, that i generally used to do. make a cup of tea and open the laptop for checking the mails. I was doing this pattern from past couple of years.

I am not the only one in this IT crowd. There are millions of people who follow the same pattern of life. We have seriously forgotten the sense of real and wonderful life which we have lived in past.

Our busy life has altered lot of things that we used to do in couple of years back. What was your life at that period of time? That was good or this one is good? What you used to do during those days which you can't attempt now a days? There are certainly a lot of questions and we really have answers for all of them.

Let me take you to a tour of my childhood.

I remember the time when i was 7 or 8 year old kid. The day used to start from the time when first ray of sun light touches the head of the earth and it never used to end until of unless my body didn't allow me to stand.

During those days you couldn't survive without your friends. There were not computers, no internet, not so many channels on T.V, no mobile, no SMSs. The only thing was you, your friends and some of your's cool stuffs (Kites, Manga, Kanche, Cricket bat etc).

My memory is very week now a days but i can't forget the paradise of my life (my childhood) even my mind stops working.

I clearly remember the time when i used to come from the school. I never used to care about where to keep the bag, where to keep the shoes and where to keep the school dress.

This time, only one thing used to run in my mind how fast i can go to my secret place and get all my assets. Every kid has certain locations in home where they generally keep their assets. In my home we have so many loft in every room.I made one of the loft as my secret place as i knew that no one would come and touch this loft.

In my assets i used to have one whistle, 4-5 kinds of mangaa (thread for flying the kites), lots of kites. Various verity of kancha. One plastic ball. That moment was the adorable moment for me.

Till the evening i generally play with my assets. I never liked the time when mummy used to call me for finishing the homework during 4 to 5 in the evening and that moment is a painful moment for all the kids.This time every kids mostly think when will they grow up, when would they become a big man/women like uncle and aunt.

I always used to gaze at the wall clock. As soon as it says now it is 5. I used to break away from that place like anything. In my area there was the power cut time and it used to happen from 5 to 8 pm.

Everybody used to abuse the government for this cut. I always used to think who is this government if this guy would come any chance in my area people would kill this guy. I used to think that there might be a person called government who cut the light in our area.

But i was the only one who always praised this government for this power cut. We didn't have any power back up plan at our home. And power cut was the only excuse for not to do homework further. I always used to wait for this guy (government) for cutting the power.
And this time was the time for our gang. All my friends used to come out from their houses. Entire area was like our empire, every houses in the area was like our district in the empire and streets were like our racecourse where we used to run like we are flying in the sky. We had permission to enter in any of the house for playing hide and seek, jump from one roof to another roof for catching the kites.

My father always used to say to me. Don't make a noise i am having a headache, sometime he used to say he is having a back pain. I always ideate the image of that pain in my mind. During those days I never had any pain neither in back or head.

Doordarshan was the only channel which everybody used to watch. I can engrave the entire picture of that time. As a kid i also loved to watch the T.V. On Saturdays evening 4 o'clock was the time for the movie. All family used to wait for that moment. I hated the 15 mins break which occurred in middle for the news. I still remember the lady who used to read the news. My father liked to watch the news. I used to think why is that unnecessary 15 mins break.

Like other kids I loved to see the cartoons, i still remember one of them which used to come almost every 1 hour on the Doorshan. If am not wrong that was the "Ek Titlee anek titalliyan". Those days was the awesome days of my life.

I can easily recall the time during my summer vacations, our whole gang used to wake up early in the morning and used to go for playing cricket. One guy had the responsibility to collect all the others people in gang.

We used to sleep in our open area of the house. There is a street next to that area. One of my friend used to call me morning at 5 o'clock. I had never experienced any difficulty in breaking my sleep.I don't know how the energy used to come inside my body which allowed me to go for playing cricket not only single day but for the entire summer month.

We used to play till afternoon. After that i used to spend time in reading comic. My favorite stars were Nagraaj, Super commando Dhruv, off course Chacha Choudhary and his big giant Saabu.In evenings again used to collect my stuffs and went up for flying kites. I don't know the power but i used to jump from 7 to 8 meters hight just for catching the kites. I never thought that just because of 1 or 2 rupees kite am taking this much or risk. I could have bought the kite very easily but fun was not in buying the kite, fun was in catching it with passion.

Sometime now i realized, Can i do the same-thing now? and the answer is big "NO", why the answer is big NO, because our childhood has gone. Everybody will think like that. but if we try to feel our inner soul, somewhere still we have that childhood internally. As we mature we don't express that childhood because we care about others. Why should be care about others? Had we cared about people during our real childhood? No then why should be bother about them now.

My aim for writing this article is just to make sure that you should neither forget your childhood nor trying to kill the feeling that, you don't have childhood in your inner soul.

If you have a feelings that somewhere you childhood is still alive in your soul, you will always be happy. Whatever you do, you will do it with full passion and proud. You will never bother about anybody. You will be always ready to take any kind of risk.

If you face any difficulties, if you have to take decision, if somebody has broken your heart and you don't know what to do, if you are not happy with your job. If others bother you. If you have not yet succeed in any thing.

Forget everything just play the picture of you childhood and try to acquire that you were very brave, you always used to listen your heart, you had emotions but you knew how to cope up with those. You could take up any challenges and risk.

Once you start doing that you can achieve whatever you want.

Now tell me it was just a 'CHILDHOOD' or a lovely/inspiring paradise of your life.

Listen to everyone but do what your heart says to you...

2010-04-26T03:22:00.000-07:00

Sometime I feel that It's not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are, but it is also true that in spite of knowing your values, you can't take the decisions.

Steven D. Woodhull has mentioned that
You've got a lot of choices. If getting out of bed in the morning is a chore and you're not smiling on a regular basis, try another choice.

But it doesn't mean that you should regret after taking your decision.

Let me take you couple of decade back during my childhood. During that time I had faced a lot of situations where decision was not the easy thing for me.

I remember the time when i used to go to my maternal-grandmother place. This used to happen usually during summer vacations. We used to spent around 1 month at my nani's (maternal grandmother) place.

It's a tradition or very common in Indian families, if your relatives come to your home and when they take off then you must have to give some gift / money to their children.

My Nani used to give me 5 rupees whenever i got the chance to visit their place.

This time I was turned to 10 and when we were taking our leave from their place, my Nani came and said "Tu ab badaa ho gaya hai to paise bhi jayda milne chahiye.." and she gave me 50 Rs .

It was the huge amount for me. Consider if in a single shot if you get 1 million rupees in your pocket what would you think? My situation was much similar to that.

My father always used to give me either 1 rupee or 2 rupee as my pocket money and it used to become very much sufficient for fulfilling my expectations.

But this was not just 1, it was 1x50 = 50 rupee, and it was beyond my expectation.

While returning from their place i was dreaming about the color full toys, kites, mangaa (special thread for flying the kites) , video game and lot many things even which couldn't be fulfilled in 50 Rs.

But i was thinking that am similar to Uncle Scrooge (Cartoon character of Walt Disney) who used to have lot of money.

The master of problems starts only when you have money in your pocket. If you don't have you wouldn't think but if you have, you would definitely start thinking.

And for me problem in terms of decision was knocking the door. I was not aware of it because i was not much matured. I was just 10 year old.

But i was listening the sound of knock not at the door but inside my mind, and the sound was what to do ? what not to do ? what to do ? what not to do ? what to do ? what not to do ?

Whole night i could not sleep properly just because of that 50 rupee that was still there in my pocket.

It is really true that "The impact of money on human at any stage of life is same."
It's take your peace away, disturb your mind set, you even can't think properly.

Morning when i woke up. I put my hand inside my pocket that 50 rupee was still there, I took it out and start watching it. At the age of 10, i was thinking that what the hell is there in this piece of paper which was hitting me from inside whole night.

Suddenly one thing came to my mind. It was not the piece of paper, it was my expectation, my dream, my outlooks, which was hitting me from inside.

This piece of paper was similar to the gas litter which can be a cause of big fire.

I took the advise from my elder brother and elder sister, everybody was giving different-different opinion but i had to decide something, I was not able to come to the conclusion.

Later I decided to give this 50 rupees note to my mother and thought that let her decide what is good for me?

This was even very easy decision for me because i knew my mother would do the best for me therefore i was very much happy with my decision.

But during your childhood you can involve your parents in your decision making, but whey you grow up it's not always the fact that your parent would become a part of your decision making.

You can share your decision tree with your friends, colleagues, you can take their suggestions. but always keep in mind

Listen to everyone but do what your heart says to you..

‘GOOD-BYE’ a simple farewell remark or an Unforgettable moment.

2009-03-18T10:48:00.000-07:00

GOOD-BYE”, a lovely word that means a lot for the life of each and everyone. It is true that we use this word so frequently in our daily life but it is also true that we have forgotten the sense of this beautiful word.

Whenever we go away or we leave office, simply a word good-bye comes out from all of us.

How do you react, if today you say good-bye to a person and that is your last good-bye to him/her?

Shocked??

Yes the same incident has happened with me.

He was not in the list of my best friends but we studied together in the same class. Rashid, yes this was the name of that boy. Blue eyes, fair color, dark black hair and nobody can forget the beautiful smile that always appears on his face. He was very shy and this might be the reason he used to sit near the last corner seat of the class.

I undoubtedly remember that Rashid used to come to the class before anybody comes. Other boys always fought for the front desks but he never used to sit on the front desks even he used to come first in the class.

Only 15 days were remaining for our summer vacations, all we were very happy. We just finished our 8^thclass examinations. We used to study 15 days for the next level before the summer vacation.

When I reached school it was 7:30 in the morning. I was very much exited about the summer vacations, which was going to start from tomorrow.

After the last class we met with each other. I personally wished each and every one. On one hand I was very happy for summer vacation but other hand was bit sad because of going away from my friends.

I saw Rashid, he was looking outside of the class. He was not seems to be happy for summer vacation.

I took my steps towards him. Hey Rashid, What are your plans for vacations? I asked, nothing Shivam, he replied.

Are you not going home? I asked again.I shall go Shivam. I am waiting for math teacher for next year tuition.

Oh! Carry on then, I replied.

I remember the moment when I was returning to the home.

I shouted, hey Rashid “GOOD-BYE”, Happy Vacations.

He passed his beautiful smile and replied, GOOD-BEY Shivam. Happy vacations you too.

Next day morning my father told me that one of the kids from my class met with an accident while coming out from school.

An unbalanced truck dashed with that kid.

After vacation when I reached school. I didn’t see Rashid in the class. He was the one who always used to come before anybody else. I was bit surprised.

Suddenly a beautiful smile of Rashid and the word “GOOD-BYE” appeared in my mind. I was able to engrave the whole situation in my heart.

Oh God! It was Rashid.

Tears came out from my eyes. Rashid’s face was appearing again and again in front of me. I moved towards the seat where Rashid used to sit. I was feeling that his voice was still echoing in my ears and saying “GOOD-BYE”, “GOOD-BYE”, “GOOD-BYE”

14 yeas have been passed after this incident but Rashid’s face is still fresh in my mind. That echo of “GOOD –BYE” is still present in my heart.

Whenever I say “GOOD-BYE” to anybody, it always memories me the smiley face of Rashid.

Nothing more to say but now you can choose what to say

‘GOOD-BYE’ is a simple farewell remark or an Unforgettable moment.

Never let your heart break. Keep smiling…

2009-03-16T04:51:00.000-07:00

Heartbreak is a very strange distress. It is exquisitely painful, and yet we cannot find an injury on our body. It is like one big emotional pain but it also seems to spark off hundreds of other emotions. We hate the feeling of heartbreak, and yet we find ourselves compelled to go over and over memories, ideas or fantasies, which make the feeling worse.

I still have a clear view of the time when my heart was broken first time in my life. I realized the pain, grief and distress inside my broken heart, which is bit difficult to express. Lets take you to the days of my childhood. I was 6-year-old very funny and active kid. I hardly used to request for anything from my parents.

One day I was in my class. Teacher was telling us a story of 3 kids. They go to the circus and do lot of enjoyment. “CIRCUS” was the new word for me. I didn’t hear about the circus before. I asked my teacher, “What is this circus mam?” She explained this word in such way that I couldn’t control myself to see the circus in reality.

Whole night I was dreaming about the colorful and amazing story of circus. So many animals were dancing. Jokers were showing their amazing and funny shows. I was very much excited to see the circus. Next day I started asking my father, “Papa circus jana hai, Joker dhekney hai.” My father didn’t know the feeling that had actually started coming in my heart. He simply replied, Circus who told you about that? My English teacher, I replied.

She told me everything about circus. I want to see the circus papa. My voice became gruff. Papa was looking at me like I had asked for very amazing thing. How could my father bring me to the circus? But I couldn’t understand that. I was 6-year-old little kid.

Papa tried a lot to convinced me. But my heart had already developed a colorful picture of circus in my mind. I was not getting convinced. Atlast Papa said, “I would bring you to the circus in the evening.”

His approch for convincing me was pefect but he didn’t know the feelings that had built up like an Everest in my heart.

Whole day I was thinking about the circus. I was not able to give the concentration on my class. I was waiting for the evening. I told all of my friends that I was going to circus. I was very exited.

I was staring at the door. It was the pleasant moment for me when papa opened the door and entered inside. His eyes skimmed my face. He internally realized that I have not convinced yet.

After having his evening snacks. He called me. I was very happy. He said, “There is no circus in our city that’s why we are not going anywhere. Don’t cry. Go and play with your friends.”

I didn’t know what was happening to my little heart. A storm was coming inside the Everest of feeling.A little heart was broken.

It was the very tough moment, which cannot be described in words.

A smile comes to my face whenever that old moment comes to my mind. We actually don’t think about the current conditions. Whenever our heartbreak, our condition become like a small kids. If we analyse the situation and the current circumstances, we can come out of sadness and the feelings that we have developed in our heart.

Today, whenever my heartbreak or I feel sad. I recall that old moment and it always console me.

Never let your heart break. Keep smiling…

“SORRY!”… The word which is not limited to just a word of English dictionary…

2009-03-13T11:45:00.000-07:00

Incidents happen in our life, which we simply ignore. Is it possible that one incident can change the meaning of the word “SORRY”, which we use so frequently in our daily life?

Yes. For me this word is now not limited to just a word of English dictionary…

I saw my watch. It was telling me that I was already late to office. I had to cross the road to reach my destination. But it was huge traffic on the road. God knows what has happened to this beautiful city Bangalore. I was murmuring to myself and started crossing the road.

Suddenly I dashed into someone. I simply said “SORRY” (A normal word that comes to every human being when something happens wrong) and started walking towards my way. I was in a very delight mood and couldn’t analyze the upshot.

After crossing the road I found out one voice. Somebody was literally screaming. I turned back just to know what had actually happened? One man was lying in middle of the road and people were crossing him like he was not a human being. My heart started thumping wildly.

I forgot that I was getting late to my office. I started running towards that person. One question was running in my mind that who was responsible for his situation. When I reached there and turned his face. OH My God!

He was the same whom I dashed just 5 min back. Blood was coming out from his mouth. Everything was now clear in my mind. When I scooted that person, he lost his balance and fall down to the road. For a pedestrian, signal timing was only for 2 min and everybody wanted to cross the road within that time that’s why nobody took care of him. Everybody smashed him like a toy.

Suddenly I saw one stick that was 5 feet away from that person. OH My God! One more shocked for me.

He was blind…

I was very depressed at that moment. I was the one who was responsible for his current condition. I called 2, 3 people for helping him out. Blood was unremittingly coming out of his mouth. I took him to the St. John Hospital. I was thanking to the GOD that hospital was very close to that place. After half an hour that person was perfectly alright and could talk easily.

When that person came to know that I took him to the hospital, he was very much delighted to me. I told him the whole story from starting to end.

While returning to the office I was thinking on the way, in spite of saying sorry to that person if I had balanced him then he would not have faced such a horrible situation.

When I reached to the office a full satisfaction was appearing on my face. I couldn't understand what had happened to me but later I realized that the word “SORRY” was not limited to just a word of English dictionary…

Many Nights Fight For One Project

2008-11-29T06:32:00.000-08:00

Sometime I think, Is it right to spend many of our nights for office work?

Does it make senses If company pay you very well then you should start thinking about the company. I can never come to the ratiocination. When we start our career we fly in the open sky of dreams but when we come to know the real truth of business world then we realise that dreams are dreams. The only thing is our soul and mindset that keep us in peaceful state.

I remember the time which I have spent in my last company for one of the project. We were total six people working on that project. We had very tight timeline for completing it. It was one of the challenging task of my life.

It was very important project for me not just as I started my career but I had to do it for company. I had to do my best for it. Not a single day of six month (Target time for completing the project) I didn't think about myself. I didn't know the real truth of business world that's why I was very much dedicated towards company.

Main motive is not to tell that you should not dedicated towards the company but you should dedicated towards you work, towards your career, your growth.

Because company does for you only and only if you have a required skill to grow their business because they are in market only for business. You are selling your skills to them, if you don't have those skills set you can never survive in the market.

Real fact was dedication, that was not for my career not for my growth, it was only for the company for which I was spending my nights for completing the project.

If you are in peace that mean you are very much satisfy with the task whatever you are doing in your professional and personal life. My definition of peace is "Peace is an expression of love - that allows creativity, strength, Wisdom to emerge and to continue the ongoing work of creation of the Divine Source - for re-creating the world into its original form of love, peace, justice, joy, absence of suffering and without anything lacking"

Peace means when your mind is in your control. Whatever you think, realise and express that does not related to heart that is related to the mind. You are in self motivation state that means you are in peace.

Lets come to the cover story. Project, deadline, customer satisfaction, hard work, meet the time line, code quality, unit testing of what you have written, write down test cases before QC. All these are some horrible term but quite interesting.

It was 2 o'clock in the night when i wanted to clarify my doubt from one of my brilliant colleagues. Seems to be very scary that am asking my doubt at 2 in the night but it is true. Myself, my team leader basab kumar banarjee, Mohneesh singh, subhasis gorai, pradeep c, Nitin Chaudhary, ram prasad all we were working together for finishing the project as soon as possible and yes we were working in late nights. The name of our project was "REPAIR". I don't know that we were repairing the old project or we were trying to build the new application.

But it doesn't matter what was it. We 6 people
were enjoying the coding and the moment was giving me the full peace of mind. I was working for myself, for my career and for my growth not for my employer.

My TL was the great human being. He always used to say, "Always do for yourself and learn from your past experience". It was bit tough to get into the work which you don't like to do but it is also true that if you involve you mind your heart in any kind of work, you would get a full peace of satisfaction and pleasure.

2 years has passed and am not with my old company. I have changed the job. One day in the month of september 2007, i came to know that the project which gave me full peace of mind has reached to it's destination. Customer are pretty happy with it and it is successfully running in the production.

Moral of the story is that your old work and your past experience can only guide you for your future growth. Whatever you are doing consider it that you are doing it for yourself not for your employer.

An Adventure Trip To Honnemardu

2008-06-24T02:08:00.000-07:00

Mohneesh said "Dandlee would be great place for this trip", but due to some reason we had to change our plan from Dandlee to Honnemardu. When we reached Honnemardu that time we all realised that the decision was correct.

I think you are little bit confused OK ! No problem, let me take you into the context.
We all are working with Tavant Technology Bangalore and this was our quarterly trip from company and we all decided to go to Honnemardu.
Myself, Our Dada "Basab Kumar Banarjee" , Our boss Sameer, Nitin Choudhary, Ankit Pandey (Aang pen),Sudhakar ,Vatsa, Harsha, Pradeep, Ram Prasad, Nitesh, Subhasis, Soubhagya, Amit Sharma, Amit bajaj, Arun BS and lot more people.

Unfortunatly Mohneesh could't get a chance for this trip.
'Honnemardu' is supposed to be a village submerged under the Linganmakki reservoir in Shimoga district.
We started on Friday morning at 7:00 AM.
We hired a private travel Bus from Bangalore. Bus was pretty good. I got a window seat. Initially we were doing lot of masti. we were shouting together. Not hard to say that we were enjoying a lot.

We could not come to know how early we finished our whole journey. We played antakshari. I hope all people who were the part of journey can never forget my Snake dance while playing antakshari. This is the thing i want to pointing out, when we go ahead, we always forget the old moments this is human propensity.
If you try to imagine those moments in which you have cried, you will laugh after calling back those moments. The moments in which you have laughed, you will scream after bringing it.

We reached Shimoga by 1:00 pm. Shimoga : "District lies in western ghats, locally called Malnad. The distance between Bangalore and Shimoga is 280Kms and situated at North-West direction from Bangalore. This district has beautiful forests with waterfalls."
One of the famous Jag Fall is in Shimoga Only.

By 6:00 pm we reached Honnemardu. I would not make any guilty if I would say that we reached in one of the heaven of earth. My eyes has never seen such green place in my life. Whole area was pollution free. Nobody allow to smoke, drink, can't use poly bags. This was awesome experience for all of us. We were very tired but when we saw the place, Nobody knows from where a spritual enery came to all of us mind and body. We were feeling like, just now we have come out from our bed and it was one of the beautiful evening for all of us.
I have collected all those moments in my camra for all of you.

A person was assigned to our team, his name was ganpati. He was seems to be one of the villager who had knowledge about the area. He took all of us to a place, a round cemented circle was there. He told all of us about the rule and ragulation of that area. we laid donw for taking the rest on the round cemented circle.

Nitin said, "Pappu ye kanha aa gaye hum?", All we expressed our joy.
This place was the mainland, ganpathi explained about the plan for tomorrow. The day we reached to Honnemardu, we could't do much activities. We played our own game. In night ganpathi served Kichri in dinner to all of us, the taste of the kichri was awesome. It was prepared on "chula". We ate khichri on banana leaves. This was the awe-inspiring experience for all of us.
Morning all we woke up at 4:00 AM, after finishing the daily activitis, as per the plan we had to go to the near by river. All we were very enthusiastic about the adventure activity that we were about to do. Life jackets were distributed to all of us.

This was for safty perpuse for the person who does't know swiming. All we were loaded with our "chappus".

We Started our journey towards the river. I saw lot of coracle (rounded boats) there. Activities that all we were about to do there were Rafting, Rappeling, Swiming using Life Jakets and one more but not the last was whole night fire camping in middle of forest.
We were marching towards the river, within 15 min all we were near the river. We formed 5 teams, 4 people each than we started comptetion among us. All we had to reach to the end of the river.

This was the first time i was flowing the coracle using chappu. This task is seems to be very easy but until or unless you would not involve it, you would never understand how much difficult it is.
Any way all we were not expert, we were struggling.

After a long while our group reached to the end. Ang pen, Nitin Choudhary and Sushanta was in my group. We were trying our best so that atleast we could come to the third position. there were the technique for flowing that rounded boat. Harsha was shouting "Jor Laga key haisa, Chappu chala key Haisa". For Harsha's team it was very unmanageable to flow the coracle . All people in his team was very fatty (Harhsa, Soubhagya, Sameer). But atlast they could able to reach at the other end of the river.
Our next task was very adventures, we had to spend our one night in middle of the forest means fire camp outing in night, there we had to learn how to cop up with the difficult situations. we were very exited for that task. Again we had to go to the one of the island by coracle there we had to spend our whole night. Sri Vathsa did't come by coracle, he swam through out the journey towards island.
That was the amazing enthusiasm he showed. Panday je said, "Yaar ek photo ho jaye". Ankit panday, one of the active and enthusiastic person of our team, we called him Aang Pen. He is a kind of person who always keeps his face happy and smily. While going to the island i took one photo of Ange Pen.
Than we started moving towards island. we took only half an hour to reach there, as we were now proficient in flowing the corales. I saw my watch, it was showing 7:00 pm. It was not much dark but was enough to think that night has started now. Ganpathi was guiding all of us. He took us to the middle of island, we had to do a little bit of struggle for reaching in the middle. Dark was on it's extream position. The shadows of the trees were seems to be atrocious. Ganpathi asked four or five people for collecting the wood for night fire. Suman, Ram Prasad, Subhasis and Nitesh helped ganpathi for that. After collecting the wood he showed all of us how to burn wood than he started bivouacking. After finishing the camping we had dinner together that was some special kind of rice which ganpathi had brought for all of us. After dinner we did night firing. We burned the wood and formed a circle. We played a lot of
things there. Till 2:00 am we were awaking afterwards nobody knows how come we fell in sleep. At 3:30 am, my eyes opened for a moment, nitin choudhar was doing some junglee activities for horrifying me. I expressed my feelings by my face and slumbered again.

I have some moments of that night for all of you. Anyone can realise how much masti we did there.
In morning we had to go back to the mainland, the place we started from. Everybody started cumulating their baggage whatever we were carrying.

One of us captured that nice moment. Ganpathi was explaning about the wellness of the ashes of fire. We started applying the ash on our faces. We were looking like as a hobgoblin.
We were feeling very tired but journey had not end yet.

There were a lot activities to do. I would not like to go in deep but the time when we were returning to the mainland was awesome because the colour of clouds was pink, water was totally blue and the sky was seems to be like as a mirror image of blues lake that has covered all of us.

While flowing the coracle i was looking back to the island on which we had spent the last night.

I could have never ever get a chance to live my life like that. How difficult it is to live a life similar to what, which we have lived only for one night. I was feeling the cold water falling in drops from vapor condensed in the atmosphere.

The sky that was very clear, when we started, now it was covered by smoke. We were facing lot of problem for identifying the direction of mainland. But atlast we could able to reach there.
After reaching the mainland we finished our daily activities, Ganpathi assembled all of us for brakfast.
It was 11:30 in my watch.

Ganpathi shouted, "EveryBody should be ready for Jungle jaunt with in 15 min". Jaunt, " I though it should be a pleasure kind of trip", but unfortunatly we had to march almost 5 to 8 km in jungle. It was exciting but i know for some people it was agitating. We started our next journey towards Jungle