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March 5, 2023
Skandagiri Trek...
Skandagiri Trek: A Mesmerizing Hike to the Top
Looking for a thrilling trekking experience near Bangalore? Look no further than Skandagiri! Located just a few hours away from the city, Skandagiri offers stunning views of the sunrise, lush greenery, and challenging trails that will put your endurance to the test.
The trek to Skandagiri starts early in the morning, with a drive to the base of the hill. After a brief orientation and safety briefing, you'll start your ascent through the dense forest. The trail is steep and rocky, so be prepared for a challenging climb. But as you make your way up, you'll be rewarded with breathtaking views of the surrounding hills and valleys.
One of the highlights of the Skandagiri trek is the final climb to the top. This section of the trail is the most challenging, with steep inclines and uneven terrain. But the effort is worth it when you reach the top and are greeted with panoramic views of the sunrise. The sight of the sun rising over the hills and casting a warm glow over the landscape is truly awe-inspiring.
If you're lucky, you may even spot some wildlife along the way. The Skandagiri hills are home to a variety of animals, including foxes, rabbits, and even leopards. So keep your eyes peeled and your camera ready!
Overall, the Skandagiri trek is a must-do for any adventure seeker visiting Bangalore. The hike is challenging, but the views and experience are truly unforgettable. So grab your hiking boots, pack your bags, and get ready for an adventure you'll never forget!
Published on March 05, 2023 11:06
February 28, 2016
The Last Love...
It was 4 o'clock in the evening when the whole office was empty and no one could be seen there on seats. Whole environment was silent and even the office AC was turned off. But unknown sounds disturbed the calm environment. Someone was there in that whole empty office and that unknown sound was typing on the keyboard. A young man was sitting in a corner of office and watching his computer screen gravely. His eyes were searching someone or something. He had opened his Facebook account and was looking at his best friend’s pix. He was scrolling pics one by one and clicking like button supinely. His body language was telling that whatever he was doing;was forcefully. Suddenly his eyes stuck on one picture and he felt that he knew that face. A beautiful face of a girl. His mind got curious to know more about her. He started searching her name and he found his stupid friend tag her on that picture. He clicked that name and found her world within a few seconds.
Jasleenkaur, a cute Punjabi girl with a complete package of modelling. Her beauty was undefinable in a single word. Her height was near about 5.7 to 5.8 and she was fair in colour like milk. She appeared to be a beautiful imagination of any poet. God gave her everything in balance and made her features more beautiful. Her Facebook profile pic was hotter and sexiest than her previous pic that displayed ever. She wore a black short dress with matching black high heels that gave her a stunning look altogether. Her hair was open, falling on her shoulders and her lips decorated with pink lip loss. Her eyes were filled with kohl. She had a style statement of her own.
He couldn't stop himself and clicked the add as friend button on Facebook without any further thoughts. He was thinking whether she will be adding him or not? Or what she will think about him? After adding me what will she ask him first? May be she asks who am I? Or something and how am I going to start the conversation with her? God knows.
He completely lost in his thoughts, travelling in his own world of fantasy and forgot the time. Suddenly a voice came in his ears and his concentration broke. A friendly voice and it was none other than the office boy, Ravi. He called him loudly by his name. “Samar Sir, Today you don’t want to go home” If yes than tell me otherwise I have to lock the main door also.
Samar, a tall,whtish in colour, belonging from a middle class family and working with a well reputed MNC in Gurgaon. His passion was bike and car racing. He looked like a dude and girls were crazy for him. In his office all girls wanted to date him once, but he never ever gave anyone a single chance to think about all this.
Few months back he broke up with his girlfriend due to some family issue. He loved her unconditionally but she longed for some rich guy to get married. He was suffering from a very common disease in youngster and which is called ditching in love.
Ravi came near to him and exclaimed once again and this time his concentration got totally broken. He looked in that direction spuriously from where the sound came. He found Ravi was standing near to him. When he saw Ravi, he got shocked to see in his eyes. They were brutally red like he had drunk hundred bottles of beer or might be drug addicted. But this was not the reason of redness. His eyes were telling loudly the story of his trouble. The agony of his heart was burning like fire in his eyes. He has not slept properly last few months. Ravi forgets his all anger in a single eye contact with him. He again asked him with modesty.
Sir, it’s too late if you don’t mind may I lock the office please. Samar gave him the permission by passing a sweet smile on his sad face.
Coming Soon...
Jasleenkaur, a cute Punjabi girl with a complete package of modelling. Her beauty was undefinable in a single word. Her height was near about 5.7 to 5.8 and she was fair in colour like milk. She appeared to be a beautiful imagination of any poet. God gave her everything in balance and made her features more beautiful. Her Facebook profile pic was hotter and sexiest than her previous pic that displayed ever. She wore a black short dress with matching black high heels that gave her a stunning look altogether. Her hair was open, falling on her shoulders and her lips decorated with pink lip loss. Her eyes were filled with kohl. She had a style statement of her own.
He couldn't stop himself and clicked the add as friend button on Facebook without any further thoughts. He was thinking whether she will be adding him or not? Or what she will think about him? After adding me what will she ask him first? May be she asks who am I? Or something and how am I going to start the conversation with her? God knows.
He completely lost in his thoughts, travelling in his own world of fantasy and forgot the time. Suddenly a voice came in his ears and his concentration broke. A friendly voice and it was none other than the office boy, Ravi. He called him loudly by his name. “Samar Sir, Today you don’t want to go home” If yes than tell me otherwise I have to lock the main door also.
Samar, a tall,whtish in colour, belonging from a middle class family and working with a well reputed MNC in Gurgaon. His passion was bike and car racing. He looked like a dude and girls were crazy for him. In his office all girls wanted to date him once, but he never ever gave anyone a single chance to think about all this.
Few months back he broke up with his girlfriend due to some family issue. He loved her unconditionally but she longed for some rich guy to get married. He was suffering from a very common disease in youngster and which is called ditching in love.
Ravi came near to him and exclaimed once again and this time his concentration got totally broken. He looked in that direction spuriously from where the sound came. He found Ravi was standing near to him. When he saw Ravi, he got shocked to see in his eyes. They were brutally red like he had drunk hundred bottles of beer or might be drug addicted. But this was not the reason of redness. His eyes were telling loudly the story of his trouble. The agony of his heart was burning like fire in his eyes. He has not slept properly last few months. Ravi forgets his all anger in a single eye contact with him. He again asked him with modesty.
Sir, it’s too late if you don’t mind may I lock the office please. Samar gave him the permission by passing a sweet smile on his sad face.
Coming Soon...

Published on February 28, 2016 04:08
September 27, 2013
Bad Boy : सिलवटे पड़ी है...
Bad Boy : सिलवटे पड़ी है...: सिलवटे पड़ी है, अब भी उस चादर पे यादो का तकिया रखा है सिरहाने पे जिस पे तू कभी मेरी बाहों में होती थी जब मेरी नज़र तेरी नज़र से ...
Published on September 27, 2013 00:07
सिलवटे पड़ी है...
सिलवटे पड़ी है, अब भी उस चादर पे
यादो का तकिया रखा है सिरहाने पे
जिस पे तू कभी मेरी बाहों में होती थी
जब मेरी नज़र तेरी नज़र से टकराती
खुद पे खुद तेरी पलकें झुक जाती थी
एक मीठी हंसी तेरे लबो पे छा जाती थी
कई वादे किये थे, कई कसमे खायी थी
साथ जीने मरने की रस्मे निभाई थी
संग चलना है मेरे तुम यही कहती थी
खफा ना होना मुझसे यही वादे लेती थी
आज मेरी किस्मत क्यों मजबूर हुयी है
मेरी जान मुझसे क्यों दूर हुयी है ....
सिलवटे पड़ी है अब भी उस चादर पे
यादो का तकिया रखा है सिरहाने पे
Published on September 27, 2013 00:04
August 17, 2013
तलाश...
जिस की थी तलाश,
वो तलाश आज मेरी पुरी हो गयी !
जो कभी थी गुमनाम राहे,
उन्हें आज मंजिल हासिल हो गयी!
छट गया सारा अँधेरा,
एक नयी रोशनी शामिल हो गयी!
टूटा था जो होंसला जीने का,
उसे मुक़र्रर ज़िन्दगी हो गयी!
जर्जर थे जो ख्वाब,
उनकी एक मेहरम सी हो गयी!
बासी पड़ी थी ज़िन्दगी,
तेरे मिलने के बाद ताज़ी हो गयी!
जिस की थी तलाश,
वो तलाश आज मेरी पूरी हो गयी!
Published on August 17, 2013 04:30
August 15, 2013
मै एक पल के लिये
मै एक पल के लिये, वो रूह बन जाऊ
जो देश पे मर मिटे, वही हुबहू बन जाऊ
एक बार मेरी नसों में भी वही लहू दौड़े
फिर से वही जज्बा मेरे रौंगटे खड़े करे
मेरी आँखों में फिर से वही शर्म भर दे
मेरी ये ज़िन्दगी माये अपने नाम कर ले
मेरी दिल की ये तमन्ना तू पूरी कर दे
मै एक पल के लिये, वो रूह बन जाऊ
जो देश पे मर मिटे, वही हुबहू बन जाऊ
जो देश पे मर मिटे, वही हुबहू बन जाऊ
एक बार मेरी नसों में भी वही लहू दौड़े
फिर से वही जज्बा मेरे रौंगटे खड़े करे
मेरी आँखों में फिर से वही शर्म भर दे
मेरी ये ज़िन्दगी माये अपने नाम कर ले
मेरी दिल की ये तमन्ना तू पूरी कर दे
मै एक पल के लिये, वो रूह बन जाऊ
जो देश पे मर मिटे, वही हुबहू बन जाऊ
Published on August 15, 2013 00:35
November 4, 2012
Ishq me kha ke thaukar
Ishq me kha ke thaukar phir samhalane lage the Zindagi ki rah pe phir se hum chalane lage the jane anjane phir se kisi pe bharosa karane lage the jo nhi karani thi bhool hum vo karane lage the hum us bewafa se wafa ki umeed karane lage the lekin takdeer ko kuch aur hi manjoor tha uske masoom chehare ke pichhhe vo kuch aur hi tha jhuti umeedo se jisne joda tha toote dil ko mere Dosto darasal wo khud hi ek chor tha ........
Published on November 04, 2012 06:58