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While I was falling down

God created human beings all with different behaviour, taste, passion and interests. Some like to live peacefully, some wants to do just nothing while some are always hyper and active. We all face troubles or obstacles in our way. That’s our destiny. But when life is smooth and someone is deliberately inviting troubles is seems to be insane. And these days I’m surely being the one. First I jumped off the bridge 215 m high and now from 10000 ft. with almost 250 Km/Hr speed. Who would want to put their lives in trouble and also pay handsome amount for it? Well there are such weird people and now I’m in their club ;).

It’s my second trip to South Africa and now that I’ve seen all major tourist places here my focus is on doing some adventurous stuffs this time. And guess what! I’ve already done one and I’m all the more happy that I could do it in this month. It’s a birthday gift to myself (though in advance). After doing bungy from Bloukrans Bridge I have gained courage to do more. And then I decided to go fo Sky Diving. I was so nervous when I did bungy but this time I was very much relaxed as it was tandem dive. There was a feeling of security as the person diving with you is a professional diver and would take care of everything. But yes, anyone who’s gonna do something like this for the first time might not feel the same.

We were a group of 15 with girls in minority (as usual). Like last time I was wearing my Bugy t-shirt not to show off but to give myself a motivation. My fellow divers were so sure about me after knowing that I’ve done bungy before. So it was kinda cool :).

I was excited about dive but waking up so early (4.30 AM) was equally difficult for me. That was the only part I hated of all. We reached the Witbank Sky Diving Club by 8 AM. I had no issues with going in first few slots but then I wanted to do it with my friends and since one of them opted to go last we had to wait. And later we regratted our decision as we really had to wait for long and by then our excitement dropped down.

So finally after waiting for couple of hours it was our turn. We could see the coordinators names on the board along with ours. The co-ordinator came and handed over the suit to us and started explaining the rules. We were all geared up. The cameraman was shooting every bit.

We reached the runway where a plane was all set to take us UP.

We sat in front of the co-ordinator assigned to each one of us and the plane took off. I was already feeling happy that now I was going to accomplish one of my bucket list item. I wasn’t at all scared as I was while bungy. Looking outside the window I was enjoying the view. My co-ordinator was showing me the reading. On 10000 ft. we were supposed to jump and at 5000 ft the parachute will be opened. We were not at 10000 ft and all set to experience the thrill of being on top of the world from where everything just look so tiny.

Two of my friends jumped before me and now it was my turn. I stepped out of the plane and on count of 1,2, 3 was pushed by my co-ordinator. The cameraman was already hanging outside the plane to take our stills and video.

35 seconds of free fall, I was screaming with joy. We covered 5000 ft distance in mere 35 sec with around 250 KM/HR speed. It was breathtaking.

At the hight of 5000 ft the co-ordinator opened the parachute and we relaxed. Now it was time to just enjoy the view up and down.

The earth was looking just as it looks in google earth :).

It was quite chilling at this hight. The co-ordinator showed me some tricks with the parachute and we started spinning around. That was so fun. I felt as if I got wings and now I can fly anywhere. I wish I could just keep flying but as they say “all good has to end” this too was supposed to come to an end. we started our landing process. Observing the wind direction we started coming down and landed safely.

10000 ft, 35 sec free fall, 250 KM/HR speed and a priceless experience. You could see that on my face and in my wide smile after the successful landing :). Yippppeeeeeee! I did it :).


When you are alone but not alone in a movie hall

It was Saturday evening. I didn’t want to sit at home and get bored anymore. So thought a movie would be a better option. I could have asked one of my roomies to accompany me but this time I decided to do it alone.

I had seen people watching movie alone. I used to wonder, do they have no friends or are they such a losers that no one wants to accompany them? The questions which came in my mind looking at people watching movie alone I was expecting same to come in others minds. But I had decided. In fact it was on my Bucket List. Just for an experience. For a person like me who hesitates to eat alone in office canteen, going for a movie alone was a big step.

I booked a ticket for the latest romantic movie. While selecting a seat I found one left on the left side of which two tickets were booked so it was very obvious those were occupied by a couple. But who cares. It was Saturday and on top of it, it was a romantic movie. The movie hall was almost full with couples and some groups of friends. I felt little weird to enter the hall alone and searching for my seat but once I settled down I forgot that I was alone, the movie was good enough. I enjoyed the movie with a cold coffee and stepped out of hall confidently.

On my way back I found myself smiling for no reason. May be because I discovered something. I discovered that I don’t have to depend on anyone for my happiness. I experienced ultimate independence and self-confidence. No need to mention but now I can watch any movie alone.

New Born Angels – Anurag Nishad

Island Unaffected

16th August 2025, Saturday. In a small hut somewhere in Goa, a small boy of eight years with curly hair was asking his father, “Dad!! Please. Is that really necessary?? I mean its 1.00 AM in night, and you are going towards sea?? Please dad, we can go at morning also.”
His father was not very tuff physically. Had a small moustache and was wearing a turban and just a dhoti to cover his legs. He collected the fishing nets from the ground and replied in a voice full of pain “when you know the condition of your mother, then why you are asking all this? Tomorrow, I have to admit your mother for her cancer treatment.”
After pausing for a couple of seconds, he turned towards his son and said “I have a deal with one businessperson. He said that if I could provide him 500 Kgs of fish, then he would help us for the treatment of your mother. 15 Kgs are remaining, and I can’t wait for morning. Your mother is sleeping, so take care of her. OK”. “No dad. I am coming with you, Mom is sleeping. She doesn’t need any help now, however you may need it. Weather is so cloudy and windy.” Nevertheless the father wasn’t ready for this. So, after long argument
between them, son had his way. Wind was very strong, when they reached at the sea. Their clothes were fluttering. Father sat in his boat, while son was waiting at the beach. Son, with tensed expression keeps convincing his father that not to go too deep into the sea. “Please change your mind as tides are very high. It’s not a good time.” Father
told him to stay there and hold Lantern with. “I will be back in few moments.”
Son kept watching his father, as he went furthermore. Suddenly winds got even stronger. Trees behind the son started waving. Son got scared. Tides also go very strong and high. Son shouted “Dad! Dad!!! Where are you??” By then he had lost the sight of his father. Suddenly a thick branch from nearby tree comes hurling towards the son. Son
turned around, and before he realizes anything, that branch knocks his head, causing him to go in unconscious state immediately.

The tides were getting stronger with each minute, resulting in a flood inside the village. Many trees were crumbled. Many lives were lost, and many lost their close ones. It was one of the most drastic tsunami in past few decades. It damages almost whole city and villages at the western coast of India. ‘The humans are not strong enough to face the anger of nature’. These thoughts were coming to my mind when I looked up all around. People
were crying for food, clothes and home. Oh sorry, not home because they lost it already. They were living under the shelter of broken trees. Everything was ruined. By the way, I am Professor Himanshu Kher and at that time, I was busy as hell in a village near south Goa. My age was twenty eight. Physically healthy, no moustache and has a decent personality as my friends says. I teach disaster management at Technical University in Bangalore. I was there to do survey on disaster caused by that tsunami.Many media from news were also there to cover the current situation. Sometimes for any technical query,
they used to consult me. Whenever I got free time, I usually help people along with military guys. I saw a girl who was in shock. She was not eating anything; her mother was asking her continually to eat something. I went to her, and said “Hi.” She looked at me, but doesn’t reply. Her mother was also crying. I told that you have to be strong for your daughter. Then I looked at girl and said, with smile “You are so cute and good girl. Eat at least one chapatti. Look, first you eat then I will give you a gift. Any gift you want.” Girl again looked at me and said, “I want my brother in gift.” I have no words to say. I
had no answer. However then I said, “Look, eat something for your mother. Your brother will come back one day, definitely.” She looked at her mother. Then pick up a chapatti and gave it to her. The situation got controlled for a moment.

“Excuse me sir…” A sweet voice then came from my behind. I turn around, and said “Ohh, Arti. Where you have been since morning?” I was in the Goa because of two persons. First one is a very senior and old professor Dr. David and another one is this girl Arti. Her looks were simple and had a fair complexion. Her height would be around five foot four inch, slim, generally make a pony tail and wear a spectacle. As she was a student from a film making college at Mumbai, so she always had a handycam in her hand. She wanted to make a documentary movie on this situation. So she met Dr. David, and asks him for help to give her more detail knowledge and guide her technically. Dr. David is a known face in disaster management. He was strict and always wanted work to be done on time. His look was according to his character: Bald head, white moustache and beard. As Dr. David had not enough time, so he appointed me to go along with her. He also asked me to do survey, like how much amount of soil goes under sea level, content of soil, life of marine species, etc. and finally I had to prepare a report on that.

“Sir, what do you say? Is this ok?” She opened her handycam, showed me whatever videos she shot. I saw some of the videos and pictures. “Good. Fantastic job. Dr. David would surely like this.” “Thank you Sir. I hope the same reaction from my teacher too.”
“Yea surely he will. Anyway, this is our last day of the trip. Mine flight is after two hours. When is yours?” “Well, I will go tomorrow. I have to take interview of some military guys.”
“Ok. All the best then, and all the best for your carrier too. I enjoyed working with you in these three days but I have to go now, as I don’t have enough time.” “Ok Sir. Bye. I may contact you through email, if necessary, is that ok?” “Yea that’s ok. Bye.”

During my flight journey, I thought about what I saw in last three days. I thought about people and their future. How difficult it would be for them to start another inning of their life. Next day, at morning I met Dr. David. I was looking at him and he was continually
looking at videos and pictures shot by Arti. Then he looked at my measurement report. Its over five minutes and he didn’t say a single word. I thought what the hell is going in his mind. What is so special in the video that he is not speaking? Finally I thought I should say
something. As I opened my mouth to speak, he immediately said “The videos are pretty good, now since I have to go for an urgent meeting so I can’t see your measurement report right now. You leave it on my desk, I will see it later.” “Ok, when you will be free, for further discussion?” He looked at the calendar and said “Come and meet me day after
tomorrow, at 9.00 AM. Is it ok?” “Yeah, Fine. No problem.”

That day I relaxed at my home. After three days trip, I was really tired and wanted to sleep, sleep and only sleep. Next day, I opened my laptop and started browsing Internet. I was looking at the satellite images of places which were affected by tsunami. I looked at contour images of affected areas. I don’t know how, I thought of Lakshadweep Island. I looked the images of those islands. I zoomed those images. I saw that wild life, trees and almost everything was destroyed. But one thing snatches my attention. I observed that there was one island: near north of Lakshadweep Islands which was totally unaffected. I was surprised. It seems that as if this island is some relative or friend of tsunami, because of which tsunami didn’t affect it. Now I was really confused and curious to find the reason. For a moment I thought that maybe island didn’t come under the effective region of
tsunami. I opened the new tab of Internet browser and checked it again. I found that I was wrong. It comes under tsunami region or contour, but at the border of it. So I thought that may be the intensity of tsunami wasn’t strong enough. I did more research on this. Unfortunately the answers were not satisfactory. Pictures were showing that soils were totally dry. I tried to contact Dr. David through phone, but he was unavailable. I
immediately mailed those photos to Dr. David and tell him everything on mail. However he didn’t reply to my mail. Next day when I met him, he told me that he had read my email, and he is also curious to know that place. He also wanted to go there, but since he has to attend a conference in U.S., he can’t go with me. “If you want, you can prepare your team and go there, but don’t go alone, as they’re maybe wild animals on that island. Though I am not coming with you, but I would be in touch with you through phone or webcam, etc. Ok”

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My Bucket List

I have been reading my fellow bloggers’ posts about their bucket list. And today at breakfast time when I was discussing with my colleagues about my plans to explore some places and some new things I thought it’s a high time that I should prepare a bucket list of my own.

Born and brought up in Mumbai city but I hardly have explored it. And that’s kind of shameful thing according to my friends from other cities who have seen more of Mumbai than me. Sop Exploring my own city, “Mumbai” is gonna be on top of my list.

I have already expressed my wish to taste the Indian cousins and other delicacies in my earlier post. I also need to plan out something to stay fit and look better as described in my New Year post. And I have some crazy thing to try out too.

So here’s my bucket list:

  1. Explore Mumbai
  2. Taste varieties of delicacies
  3. Cook new dishes.
  4. Practice Yoga everyday
  5. Sky diving
  6. Whale watching
  7. Helicopter tour
  8. Trekking
  9. Camping
  10. Watch a movie in theater without any friends.
  11. Visit at least one place in every state in India.
  12. Paragliding and parasailing
  13. River rafting
  14. Learn driving a car.
  15. Get a ride of Harley Davidson bike.
  16. Spend quality time with my family and friends.
  17. Buy SLR (specially for my blogs as I want to post pics clicked by me than downloading from internet)
  18. Take care of my skin and hair. No matter if I’ll have to visit parlor more frequently 😉
  19. Get new haircut.
  20. Gift mom-dad a tour to South Africa (if I’ll be there) or some other country.
  21. Sing in karaoke.
  22. Wish to see live street dance.
  23. Attend music concert.
  24. Watch live international cricket match in stadium. (Though I’m not a cricket fan but just to try something new)
  25. Learn at least one new language.
  26. Try some part time job or business.
  27. Attend Kala Ghoda art festival next time. (This art festival happens in Mumbai at Kala Ghoda every year and this year it just ended few days back…my bad luck)
  28. Get portfolio done(for my own sake 🙂 )
  29. Add some cool stuff in my wardrobe.
  30. Write more versatile blogs (so that I can get versatile blogger award and more…lol)
  31. And last but not the least, get more than 1000 followers for my blog 🙂

Mumbai Local

A lot been said, a lot been heard, a lot been read, a lot been written, but here I’m gonna write about my experience (well, that’s what I do thru my posts). The lifeline of the city Mumbai, the Mumbai Local. Running thru the city like the blood runs in a human body, carrying thousands of people to their destinations every day. It is the fastest and the cheapest way of commutation in this over populated city.

My first encounter, I don’t remember the exact date and time, but yes I was a kid then. We used to visit my granny in Lower Parel (place in Southern Mumbai) twice or thrice in a year or may be if we go for a one day trip.

The real face off me had when I enrolled for the graduation course in Engineering. My college was in western part of Andheri (a suburb in Mumbai). From Borivli station I used board in 7.20 AM local and I did so for 4 years. 90% of the commuters are regular travelers and they have fixed time to travel to and fro (even the fixed compartment and the fixed seats). Being from the average middle class family I could only afford to travel by the second class compartment as the first class ticket was almost 5 times of it. But later I realized there’s not much difference only the crowd is high class and the sits have cushions.

Anyone who’s new to this city has a tough time travelling by local. Either he/she won’t be able to board or won’t be able to get down. But once you are used to of it there’s lot more fun.

This local not only carries people but their needs too. You can shop in the local you can eat in the local you fight with your co-passengers and you make friends as well. All in one local. My friends and I used to buy those junk jewelries and flaunt the very next day. Sometimes people find bonds which go beyond the journey of local.

In 2006, serial blasts in local had shaken the city and stopped it’s lifeline for a while but I remember myself and lot many people travelling by local the next morning.

The adventure and the life in local have inspired many Bollywood directors that it’s been the major part of many Bollywood movies like “Sathiya” and “A Wednesday”.

I still find it exciting travelling by local and I really miss the fun as now I’m staying in different city. A true Mumbaite at least once has travelled by the local; the film stars and politicians are no exceptions.

Face Fear

                I’ve never been into adventure sports before, maybe because I never got any opportunity or maybe I never tried for one as I never felt that urge from within. But this time I decided to go for it. It was going to be a lifetime experience and a push to do more of its kind. One of my friends was doubtful that I’ll do it… as I never even tried the steepest ride in any water park…even though I can swim I was afraid to go in the deeper portion of the pool…. He suggested that I should not book it in advance… what if I change my mind? But I insisted (at least looking at the amount I’m spending for it I might just jump without second thoughtJ)

             We made booking with Face Adrenalin Sports for four of us for the world’s highest bungy jumping point (as of 2007) – “Bloukrans Bridge”. While checking out pics on their internet site I could feel my hands and legs going numb. 216 meters, 22 sec and one jump. Lifetime experience or life ending? When I discussed with my colleagues about my bungy jumping they narrated me the recent mishap with a lady. She was doing bungy jumping at Victoria falls, Zambia. Unfortunately the rope broke and she fell down in a river which was full of crocodiles. Her legs were tied up but still she managed to swim to the riverbank avoiding any crocodile and survived. It wasn’t any story, it was real incident but I had made my mind and kept motivating myself for the jump.

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             I don’t like to hide things from my parents but this one…I didn’t inform them as I didn’t want them to worry about me.

            It was the “D” day. I wore a text-t which says “my problems can’t pull me down, I’m bigger than them”. The jump wasn’t actually a problem but I thought the message will give me some strengthJ. We reached the bridge and registered ourselves. After reaching there we came to know that it’s not world’s highest bungy jumping point anymore, we were little disappointed but still excited for it. Wearing the harness I was getting feeling as if I was going on some mission. The supervisor explained us the rules, and we headed towards the point from where we would be jumping. There was a metal trail to reach to the point of jump and while walking over it we could look down and see the storm river flow. Looking down from this height I wasn’t able to step ahead. My heart was pounding fast. Finally we reached our destination. They were playing dance tracks…all my favorites…which helped in lighten the atmosphere and lower the tension.


      The order for jump was decided and fortunately I was the last one in the list. I had an opportunity to see everyone jumping and get their experience. Some people were really excited and some were really frightened. Keeping my cool I went ahead smiling. But when I was standing on the edge just before the jump I wanted to quit. I almost skipped a heartbeat. I wasn’t sure what was gonna happen but then on the count of 1, 2 3, 4, bungy I let myself free and jumped down. 

For few seconds I couldn’t realise what was happening. The free fall was terrific and amazing too. For couple of time I was swinging up and down and then hanging upside down. While hanging down I felt the rope is slipping and I may fall down. I kept telling myself that I’m fine to avoid the panic state and then I started enjoying the view that I didn’t realise when the guy came to rescue me. I wish I could hang there for some more timeJ.

            While coming up I had a big smile on my face and feeling of some achievement. There wasn’t a fear in my heart anymore. I had faced the fear; I had faced the adrenalin. The trail over which I was afraid to walk wasn’t scary anymore. I could easily look down and walk over it.

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