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The date stamp on my last post sounds ancient and hey I actually forgot my password … I felt bad at the thought that my blog wasn’t filled with any real ‘blog’ quality stuff that I felt and experienced about reason the lull in the posts.
Which is one of the reasons why I plotted to maximze my 3 day working week when September morphed into an October and warned of the spares time left in 2008 (Gandhi Jayanti being one of the holidays!)
Past many a google search and wiki page diegstion not to forget the Lonely Planet samplers online and I had some adventure sandwiched in between the original terminal September weekend plan of being a part of the historic night spectacle called the Singaporean F1 race!
The iternerary read like this:
Sept 26th: Bangalore – Singapore
Sept 27&28th : Singapore – F1 & laze with long lost friends in SG & Shop for a camera
Sept 29th: Head off to KL to catch up with more friends and rest (laze!)
Sept 30th: Laze alone in Kota Kinabalu, snorkel in Tunku Abdul Rahman park
Oct 1st: Climb Mount Kinabalu
Oct 2nd: Summit Mt. Kinabalu as the sun lights the sky & head to Sandakan
Oct 3rd: Monkey business trying to ape other tourists in Sepilok Oran Gutan park … head back to KL
Oct 4th: Laze in KL and head back to SG as the sun dips into the West
Oct 5th: Adieu myself back to Bangalore from SG
This was the plan but there were ‘experiences’ one to many that resulted in a Bollywood-ish twist to the plot … to be waxed elequent over the next few posts for sure ; )
An impromptu trip to Chennai on work on the very day that I was to leave for SG all but pronounced my penchant with many a U turn and sudden plug-in to my waking hours.
I smelt a celestial conspiracy but calmed myself with the sheer familiarity with these ‘typical’ scenarios, trust me I’m one who deeply suspects that the person (lawyer) who wrote the disclaimers in our works of fiction “All characters, persons, incidents, events … lalalala ….. is unintentional and is purely a coincidence” wrote that with a mischievious smile on ; )
Having said that … looking back I muse to myself that,
the journey starts not when the date arrives,
neither that time beyond which a holiday is born & survives
nor that place that one calls as the destination,
or that period of time called a holiday or a vacation
but that very moment when a feeling of joy erupts,
on discovering an emotion that ‘escape’ and ‘freedom’ stirs up
the people, the place, the memories, the experience, the time,
is nothing but a rediscovery of oneself … true, wild, natural, human and sublime
