buy proscar uk online Dates are sealed, tickets are booked and all the related aspects are well planned and covered. We have everything figured out and of we go with the destination in our mind. But here I want to focus today on an often ignored part – The Transit. We all share the destinations we cover during our journeys but all we can actually recall are the moments.. these moments can be an awe inspiring natural beauty or a ride with someone special or just the gossip mongering of friends in that over night train journey.
go here It’s not even peculiar that we always talk about travelling, it’s endless pros but hardly do we ever even mention about transit. The passage that gives you that perfect opportunity to unwind and think over. When the mind and body are in transit of tranquility, results have to be anything but regular. Sometimes this transit can be more salient than the destination itself. The transit where there is an anxiety at one moment about the destination and at the other, that container of pending thoughts you had kept packed in that discreet corner of your brain, suddenly the lid pops out. That impulse to call that loved one overpowers your busy life. This in-between phase makes you put aside the priorities of life ( job, sleep, routine, alarms??). The container takes you on a thinking spree, the one you never were able/considered to even see and sort.
source site And thus we continued on our journey from Ooty to Coimbatore. Taking advise of the friend we were visiting, we decided to make a halt at Coonor on the way. Initially we had thought of skipping it as our ‘logical mind’ thought no use in increasing the travel time but better sense prevailed :). So we took the toy train ride from Ooty to Cooner and added a 3 hour detour to explore the key tourist points.
The train runs at a super -fast 🙂 :)speed of 30 km/hr. It takes you through a picturesque beauty of hills, step gardens and lush green beauties. You will not blink even for a second out of boredom, after all at one point it may all seem repetitive, but you don’t. Also, it was the first time I saw red soil 🙂 I know its not much but for me this was straight out of the geography books. It’s the perfect intake of nature to last for a lifetime. The train climbs down from Ooty to Coonor. Tunnels make me recall ‘Chaiya Chaiya’ as I hum the A. R. Rehman masterpiece while relishing the panoramic view.
Took a taxi from Coonor station to witness and feel the freshness of these tea gardens. The exuberant tea gardens seem to be open hands offering embrace to the awe-struck pupils.Each leaf of the abundant gardens look like hand painted to the thirsty eyes. A boundless green carpet covered by the clear infatuated skies, calling you with open hands,” I got more to show”, to just let yourself free and take a spree.
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Each spot was a photograph clicked and captured in mind. The place is preserved and nestled as it was 35 years back when my mother had visited the place during her college days. And what she described to me about the place, I would narrate the same to my kids.
The bug of old world charm instantly bites you deep down and you offer your entire body, under the enchantment of the most effective spell of nature could ever cast. Everyone yearning for more, nobody pushing none to have it, an unsaid unmade queue of nature lovers.. all lost in their own. Still there exists places where the nature is unscathed in the name of evolution of era.
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