The last couple of months of my break plans are on a bumpy road. I have had to defer the 90 mile walk, I  have successfully lost all the photographs from my Temple Trip to Tamil Nadu; a technical glitch on my laptop/icloud back up ended in  wiping out photos from March to May. Such are the maladies of a world dominated by technology. Let me try the law of attraction  and skip the negatives and think of  positives; had a friend got me addicted to listen to songs from Coke Studio, have started my swimming lessons and  learning to ride a bike. These are not great feat or achievements in themselves, considering the Paralympics  held in Rio. But listening to a Persian song on Coke Studio, of which I do not understand a word, I am transported to a  world of love and beauty. Such is the power of Music, a beautiful language, which transcends borders, cultures and barriers and in a minute transports  you to a world of calm and love and if I add to it, the fact  that  a friend sitting  miles and miles away, in another country, thinks about me while listening to a song and pings  me the link, ” listen to it, you will love it “.  Listen to it , I did and since  have  become a fan follower of Coke Studio on Youtube. I like swimming and  there is something fun about swimming. A famous swimmer once said ” Swimming is all about having fun, and I am a firm believer, that you keep swimming as long as you are having fun, but I can say it becomes much more fun as you get older and learn more about the sport, life and especially more yourself.” And as goes about cycling, I have  rarely cycled as a child and have a terrible fear of traffic. In an attempt to overcome  the fear, I am learning to cycle. In spite of the fear, I enjoy cycling, cycling in the woods, surrounded by tall trees , forming a canopy over you, warm sun rays streaming through the leaves, squirrels and rabbits rushing across the trail, rustling of the dry leaves gently rolling on the path, and the smell of grass, mixed with mud and rain,  is  very calming and is almost akin to meditation. And I then went on a small getaway to a small island, which was very rejuvenating.

Here is an account of my trip.

/And the Journey continues … Jersey