Monday, 17 April 2017
Monday, 6 March 2017
Quand le monde dort
mon cerveau se réveille
je pense à ma vie en silence
J'aime la nuit
en absence du bruit de la ville
je me retrouve dans la paix
et je pense à toi
Je me rappelle
les belles histoires de l'Europe
les mémoires les souvenirs
Je me sens en sécurité avec la lune la lumière des étoiles
elles me donnent
de l'énergie pour mon être
Je n'aime pas les règles sociales
je préfère la solitude
j'adore être accompagné
Je m'aime fortement
est le début d'une histoire d'amour
tout au long de la vie"
Je n'aimais pas être cerné.
Saturday, 25 June 2016
Et je l'appelle mon amour d'été.
Ella es como un sueño.
Même sans gravité sur terre, je tomberais amoureux d'elle.
And I call her my Summer Love.
O yeah, she's like a dream.
Love precedes and succeeds the needs of life. The emotion that transcends boundaries, life and death, human and not, space and time, the forever fleeting emotion, life's magic potion.
Wednesday, 11 May 2016
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
|The fusion team with me third from left.|
Photo credits: CHOI Tsz Hei (Kelvin)
|Crossing the English Channel enroute London (Ferry from Calais to Dover)|
|Westminster & Big Ben|
|British Library, King's Cross|
|London skyline as seen from Greenwich. Francesco everywhere!|
|T-rex's Galore @ Museum of natural history, Oxford.|
P.S: I always knew I had a Ross Geller in me.
For more pics like these, stay tuned to my blog or simply find me on Instagram @myeuropediary!
Tuesday, 17 March 2015
|Altare della Patria, Piazza Venezia|
|Piazza Venezia as seen from the Roman Forum|
|Vatican as seen from Castel Sant'Angelo|
|City of Florence from Cathedral di Santa Maria|
|Florence at night|
|A journey along the ethereal spectrum of nature|
Foodie tip: While taking a train from Florence to Venice, a stop at Bologna for lunch is highly recommended for admiring their delicious pastas, specifically, the Spaghetti Bolognese.
Ciao! Until next time.
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Friday, 13 March 2015
I had finally found some peace here. I thought the gloomy blogging days were over. But the fateful incident in Delhi on December 2012 has come back to haunt me and the billion more. Who's responsible this time? The people who raped, the people who made the documentary, the idiots starring in it or the victim herself?
Rape is a menace all over the world, but international media has made it a matter of propaganda against India. Yes, awareness is imperative but is it, at the cost of a single nation?
Constant efforts to render India as a banana republic, a nation of peasants and snake charmers. A shitty movie like Slumdog millionaire making it to the Academy awards was plainly unanticipated. Any reason for winning the Oscar? A first world perspective of the dirt and filth of third world. Mocking a country looted for hundreds of years and left in tatters?
Because defending our country by saying that we have a smaller per capita rape percentage compared to the developed countries is shameless and gross. A rape is a rape whether is happens in India or the west. Countries like USA, France, Australia, UK give explicit instructions to their citizens travelling to India are about rapes of foreign nationals, sexual harassment and the ways to avoid such incidents.
As an Indian living in Belgium, fraternizing amongst the locals and fellow international students with some beers always ends in lengthy parleys over rapes and the cry over beef consumption in India.
The only glamorous fact they find about India is the TAJ MAHAL!
And Yes, Hindus don't consume beef and Muslims don't consume pork.