One city many moods

It is a small documentary on Haridwar that I made during my leisure time some months back. I thought of sharing this attempted creative effort with you all...
Though Haridwar is supposed to be holy place of the Hindus, this documentary has nothing to do with the religion. I have made an attempt to capture many moods of GOD's most wonderful creation - human beings or may be the moods of the people when they have faith is some power and seek blessings from it.
I hope you will like it...Its about 5 minutes and should not bore you.

Please note that there may be a buffering problem, so you would ideally want to pause and buffer the entire video and then see it at a stretch than view it in fits and starts.

Now relax, sit back and enjoy!

As things move on...

First, my apologies for not writing for a long time, when I had promised that I will write every fortnight. Well, there are some things in life that you don’t expect and when it comes you take time to get adjusted to it. One such thing is the ‘Cranfield Experience’. I don’t want to bore you all by saying how busy I was, because, wherever we are and whatever we do, we all are busy in our own world. And we all have to fit all our work in the 24 hours of a day, 30 days in a month (though there were times when I thought a couple of extra hours a day would not be a bad idea :) )

Cranfield Experience has so far been a very enriching experience for me. Back to school was never easy after more than six years in work. But, now I have slowly got used to it. Morning lectures, evening team meetings or the other way round seems easy to handle than it was in the initial days. Though I am not very fond of parties, sometimes cooling me heels off in some light ‘get together’ is not a bad idea. When everyone around has a glass of beer or whisky, I seem to be the odd one out with a glass of coke. But I have learnt to be in the crowd and yet not imitate them.

I have tried to regain my old touch in badminton and found I enjoy just as much as I did 15 years back.

Today we had a ‘mega submission’ or in Cranfield’s lingo, WAC (Written Analysis of a Case study). We were given a case study yesterday 1 pm…we had to discuss it within our learning teams (group of six students mainly) and then with the entire class and had to individually write a report of about 1500 words before handing it over. It is not as innocent as it seems, since reading, understanding and then reproducing within the word count may be quite challenging especially within the limited hours. Working till wee hours of the night and then catching some 'power nap' before getting back to work again the following morning was the tricky part. The atmosphere was charged all the time…the irony is here it was charged with the WAC, while India was charged with the celebrations of the Diwali or festivals of lights.

The indications that winter is coming are pretty much loud and clear. People have begun wrapping themselves with more winter clothes. Thick sweaters, gloves, mufflers have come out of the wardrobes. The areas below the trees are carpeted with brown dry leaves, blown here and there by a chilled breeze. The murmuring sound of the leaves and the whistle of the breeze seem to play nature’s orchestra welcoming the winter. The days have become shorter. By five it is completely dark and cold. The tree in front of my window has started shedding off its leaves. When I first came here it was covered with green leaves. Now it has a mixture of green and brown leaves and ,at places, no leaves at all – only the bare brown branches.

Season is changing, time is changing…and, perhaps, so is my life…