My Travelling Experiences

I travelled to Bundi when I was around 11 years  old. My Tauji (Father's elder brother) was posted here in a school as a teacher. As he had to do his duties at school, he freed me to walk around on my own (he tried to fix it up with some knowns there but I refused). I roamed in the city and reached the palace called "Garh". I was disappointed when I saw a big lock there.   ( see , this is open now )  It was closed . I tried to find some "chor raste" (hidden entry) as I was highly motivated due to  my recent exploration of Jaipur's Amber fort with my another uncle (we got lost there and tried hard and came out in 2 hours so it was like a victory).  I found a dark entrance. I stepped in a few meters, I guess. But it was too dark. I didn't have courage and turned back. I went down, purchased a match box and came back with with it. And I succeeded to reach in a room at the end of the passage and then suddenly I saw so many Bats hangin...

This is anurag sharma , an avid roadster/roadie who had always wanted to be on the road . The first time I took on the road was when I was 11 and my father bought me a second hand cycle and I just got on it and left for a trip. During this trip with the naiveity and innnocence of a child , I stopped at a temple and asked / prayed that when I get back , my parents do not punish me. It so happened that when I got back they did not even notice . Looking back I am not sure if that incident made me what I am . That I can get on bike (motor or otherwise) and when I get back no one will notice. I spent most of my childhood in jaipur , which I must say is a enigmatic city that can take a lifetime to explore . And then when I had to take college , destiny gave me the oppurtunity of studying in a magnificient place like kashmir (srinagar). Kashmir liberated me and I lost fear in place where everyone was supposed to fear from the violence of 90s terrorsim , and the fact that every evening post...