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Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
I write. I sigh. I do it all over again.
I really thought I would have written more. Blogged more. But words fail me. At times I get too engrossed with the feeling of soaking it all in. Like a sponge. Just a few more weeks left. Time flew by. But I did watch it go by. Didn't just happen overnight...
It's a beautiful, quiet little city. Nuremberg. It has a history that it quietly tells through the cracks on the walls. Throught the rubble that you might still see lurking around, if you happen to get lucky. And by lucky, I mean, not to see the rubble but lucky enough to bear witness to a glimpse of the transformation that has taken place.
There are things. Things I'd want to take back home with me. I'd wanna take back the courtesy and the hospitality. Taking the beautiful architecture would be nice as well. And while I am at it, I think I wouldn't mind taking a few people back as well. Not for ever. Just for a little while. The artist who plays the saxophone every day in the inner city would be one of them. I seriously think I am either in love with him or that saxophone of his. I might also miss how this city made me feel so if I could, I would take a lot of that feeling and trap it in a jar and open it when I feel like.
It's piercing cold sometimes. The wind follows me on my way to work and back, like a good old friend. Even if the sun is out, it still remains faithful. It's kind of sweet in an annoying way.
They ask me if I am Türkish. A lot of people do, surprisingly. When I am buying something. Asking something or simply just standing there admiring something that I would love to buy but wont. Or even eating. One guy even took it for granted and went right ahead and started talking to me in Turkish. I had to slow him down and then in my broken German explain that I am from India. That takes a little while. I am still to speak it fluently. For some reason, at the right time and the right moment, my brain decides to fumble and stutter. Just enough to confuse the person in front. But I enjoy that as well. Their perplexed emotions make me chuckle. My stuttering however makes me feel like a tourist all over again.
The GPS is an amazing liitle thing. It takes me to all these new places. Kind of like my tour guide. Introduces me to them till I get to know them better. The empty streets. The busy streets. The alleys. The walks around the Castle. It takes me everywhere. Even when it's freezing outside, it manages to lure me and convince me that it's ok to be a little cold and shiver a little, just as long as it's worth it. And it is. Everytime...
x
It's a beautiful, quiet little city. Nuremberg. It has a history that it quietly tells through the cracks on the walls. Throught the rubble that you might still see lurking around, if you happen to get lucky. And by lucky, I mean, not to see the rubble but lucky enough to bear witness to a glimpse of the transformation that has taken place.
There are things. Things I'd want to take back home with me. I'd wanna take back the courtesy and the hospitality. Taking the beautiful architecture would be nice as well. And while I am at it, I think I wouldn't mind taking a few people back as well. Not for ever. Just for a little while. The artist who plays the saxophone every day in the inner city would be one of them. I seriously think I am either in love with him or that saxophone of his. I might also miss how this city made me feel so if I could, I would take a lot of that feeling and trap it in a jar and open it when I feel like.
It's piercing cold sometimes. The wind follows me on my way to work and back, like a good old friend. Even if the sun is out, it still remains faithful. It's kind of sweet in an annoying way.
They ask me if I am Türkish. A lot of people do, surprisingly. When I am buying something. Asking something or simply just standing there admiring something that I would love to buy but wont. Or even eating. One guy even took it for granted and went right ahead and started talking to me in Turkish. I had to slow him down and then in my broken German explain that I am from India. That takes a little while. I am still to speak it fluently. For some reason, at the right time and the right moment, my brain decides to fumble and stutter. Just enough to confuse the person in front. But I enjoy that as well. Their perplexed emotions make me chuckle. My stuttering however makes me feel like a tourist all over again.
The GPS is an amazing liitle thing. It takes me to all these new places. Kind of like my tour guide. Introduces me to them till I get to know them better. The empty streets. The busy streets. The alleys. The walks around the Castle. It takes me everywhere. Even when it's freezing outside, it manages to lure me and convince me that it's ok to be a little cold and shiver a little, just as long as it's worth it. And it is. Everytime...
x
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
This one's for music.
Today had to be a good day. I was calm and everything around me seemed to happen at just the right time. The magic is around me all over again. I can feel it all the more. I got up just a little late but I still wasn't late for work. Somehow managed to reach right on time. Found the spice shop.Yes! Didn't forget to shop. Usually, I end up shopping for things that weren't on the list and mostly everything on the list but I always forget one or two things. Today, I didn't. Didn't drop anything either. And did not take awfully long to put things in my shopping bag after paying for them at the counter either. Usually, I do. And in between. I also drop a thing or two. My feet cringe when I can't put them in the bag fast enough. If that isn't enough, I also start talking to myself. I can almost hear the people in the queue screaming in their head.
And for a change, it wasn't cold today. Ok now do not imagine a sunny picture in your head! Really, that would be pushing it. But. Let's just say that it was nice and not that freezing. And because it wasn't freezing, I decided to be brave today. I went ahead and looked for performers around the inner city on my way back from work. I found three artists. They weren't too far. Not in my way either. Soo, I did go out of my way to look for them. I did put in the hard work. So, it started with a 70-something frail looking man playing violin and he was just magic. The notes weren't perfect. I wont lie. But it was just touching. Something was different. Playing outside in -15 degrees celsius is something that I do get awe inspired by. Coming back to his music, no one stopped by just to listen to him but as people passed by they did acknowledge him. Yes, I know that you can hardly see him. But you see, I get conscious while I take pictures. Slowly, I shall get over the hesitation and next time carrying my digital camera would be a better idea, as well. So until I get better at taking photos shamelessly, you will have to put up with this.
Like I said, today was the day of good music. I was all happy and content with myself for having gone out of my way and enjoying a performance in the freezing cold weather outside for a good 20 minutes. But nu-uh! Something even better caught my attention. It was the Saxophone! That man was simply amazing! I wish I had a better word. Somehow the word amazing sounds a little cheesy but it's not. I promise. The way he played it, I think I am in love with Saxophones. .
Yes, yes. I know! This one doesn't really count either but just deal with it. Okay? Ok, good! So yes, where was I? Aah, yes! The Saxophone! It isn't the easiest thing to play but when something sounds as good as a Saxophone does, it's worth the effort.
And then as I thought I had enough good music for the evening, wrong I was! I came across a man in his twenties standing there and singing a song I had never heard before. It was in English though. As I slowly walked past him after taking this pic, I knew today was my lucky day. It was a scene out of a Hollywood movie! And this time, I was in the movie! Dramatic much? Yes, I know. I am. Proudly so. :)
Well, I am done for the night. I still have a lot to say but when you need to be in office at sharp nine, saying good night just about now would be the right thing to do.
x
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Long overdue. From Germany
This post really should have been written two weeks ago.Don't ask me what happened. In fact, now that I am here and writing, I am actually wondering why this post also happens to be the first post for this year. Gahhh. Let's just blame the laziness for it, shall we?!
Soo, 2012 is here! Will this be the last year that mankind will witness? Nah. I don't think so.
Another year in the making and what a wonderful start to this year and this post, from Germany. The fascinating land of Germans is hard to describe in a few lines. In fact, I don't know how to. I am actually at a loss of words. Yes, this is how I am. Confused, mostly but somehow I find my way around things.
It is such a visual treat everyday. The place has amazing architecture. Sometimes I just stand there and admire how beautiful the buildings and the churches are.
This is a picture of a church that happens to be on my way to work. I love the art that I am surrounded by.
More than that, I love how all this architecture appears the way it does because a lot of it was reconstructed after World War 2. Oh and this tiny little city of Nürnberg happens to have about 30 museums! I have to and I soo need to visit each and every one of them.
I haven't really started travelling and going around that much but the list is ready! Excitement, I tell you! The weather happens to be so cold that the first opportunity I get, I sleep. Don't judge me. Come here and experience the -21 degrees and you'll know what I mean. But I try and absorb as much as I can when I get the opportunity to. :) Soon, it shall be in full swing!
Oh and I just have to mention this. The inner city is full of amazing artists. The saxophones and the violins just make me feel as if I am living my very own version of a fairy tale. I haven't had the guts to stand there and take a video of the performances.I really really want to. But I get conscious. I walk as slowly as I can, so that I hear as much as I can. Standing isn't the most comfortable choice. Trust me! For the chirpy, out-there person that I am, I never thought I would be hesitant. But turns out, I am. Will overcome it soon. The traveler in me, nudges me to!
Soo, 2012 is here! Will this be the last year that mankind will witness? Nah. I don't think so.
Another year in the making and what a wonderful start to this year and this post, from Germany. The fascinating land of Germans is hard to describe in a few lines. In fact, I don't know how to. I am actually at a loss of words. Yes, this is how I am. Confused, mostly but somehow I find my way around things.
The first thing I noticed about this place, as soon as I got out of the airport was how freaking cold it was. I am still trying to get used to the layers and layers of clothes. But I like it. A welcome change from the humid and tropical weather. I am so glad that it ain't humid.
It is such a visual treat everyday. The place has amazing architecture. Sometimes I just stand there and admire how beautiful the buildings and the churches are.
This is a picture of a church that happens to be on my way to work. I love the art that I am surrounded by.
More than that, I love how all this architecture appears the way it does because a lot of it was reconstructed after World War 2. Oh and this tiny little city of Nürnberg happens to have about 30 museums! I have to and I soo need to visit each and every one of them.
I haven't really started travelling and going around that much but the list is ready! Excitement, I tell you! The weather happens to be so cold that the first opportunity I get, I sleep. Don't judge me. Come here and experience the -21 degrees and you'll know what I mean. But I try and absorb as much as I can when I get the opportunity to. :) Soon, it shall be in full swing!
Oh and I just have to mention this. The inner city is full of amazing artists. The saxophones and the violins just make me feel as if I am living my very own version of a fairy tale. I haven't had the guts to stand there and take a video of the performances.I really really want to. But I get conscious. I walk as slowly as I can, so that I hear as much as I can. Standing isn't the most comfortable choice. Trust me! For the chirpy, out-there person that I am, I never thought I would be hesitant. But turns out, I am. Will overcome it soon. The traveler in me, nudges me to!
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