Journey

There was a time when trekking, hiking meant a race to the top. Well, not necessarily a race, but at least an impatience to reach the top as soon as possible... The other day, me and Arul went for a small trek. He probably examined every stone, walked through every pile of leaves, scraped mud with every stick, saw, heard, felt, thought...
Sometimes, enjoying the journey is almost as important as being focussed on getting there. And is as much fun too.

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Alok said…
My first entry has more words than yours :)
me said…
Cheap as ever...
me said…
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Alok said…
In fact, you copied your first entry from your other secret blog. And somehow I am cheap?! :)

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