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Lucknow travel diaries.
Love travelling? We have just the place for your next visit. Camouflageoflife recently got an opportunity to visit the most culturally vibrant city of India, “Lucknow”. The rich history, mouth-watering food and colourful arts had us hooked throughout our tour all thanks to our generous hosts, ‘The Rastogi Family’. The Rastogis hail from Lucknow and like a pro they knew every nook, cranny, shop, food guy, where to find what, and how to reach where. It was like reading a personalized map to the city. They welcomed us in their homes warmly and we could not have asked for better hosts. After stuffing our mouths with a lavish breakfast of makhan malai, puri and jalebis in the dining hall of their home we set out to explore. The city has so much to offer that it was a difficult decision where to start. So we did what we had to. We went shopping!!! The famous chikan work of Lucknow have attracted people from all over the world. The intricate designs with vibrant co
Memories.
There are a few memories which linger in your mind long after they were made. You just cannot shrug its presence and it’s a constant reminder of the moments spent. As much as holding onto it becomes necessary, loosing it becomes even more. But its just there everywhere. Then there comes a time when all is gone and a hollow remains which breathes vacant fumes. A known and forgotten feeling. It is like a womb missing its child... and hurts even if it gave you great joy at a time. You cannot help any of it, its not in your hands, and you tear under the remorse of it. But slowly, the pain eases and you walk out of a dream which once was. Willingly or not you begin to make new memories. and it is all effortless. You do not even know when they started. The hollow ceases to be and all of it feels like a dream, both new and old. Such is the beauty of moments which hold strong bonds. Such is the beauty of moments that become unforgettable. Such is the bea
Live your time.
We all live in this world like we have all the time we need. Never realising that time is just a memory. It’s a moment of joy and a lifetime of grief. The hopes and dreams,the resentments and complaints are only a fraction of the emotions felt. True joy is to know that we felt them. Forgiving and forgetting, when heart only wants to relive the past differently this time, know that time is always scarce. Engulfed in loss, which sometimes is not truly even yours, you owe it to yourself to choose to make memories instead. Live your time.