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Trip To Remember – Camping at Vagamon with Exoticamp

With stress surrounding my workplace and minor health issues, the past month wasn’t that great for me. All I was wishing was a getaway and energize myself back to normal. So, with no second thoughts, I signed up with Exoticamp to experience camping at Vagamon and geared up for the weekend getaway. I have never been to that part of the God’s own country and that’s yet another factor that kept my excitement on.

As planned, on 10th November night I boarded the bus. It was already filled with a few campers from Chennai, en route to Kumili. I am someone who firmly believes in the quote “No road is long with good company” and I cant ask for a better company other than my blogging friends Brags anna, Raji and Jenny. It’s been a while, so happy to catch up with them on the bus. Being a sleepy head, I momentarily dozed off and woke up by the cold wind escaping through the windows the next morning. By 7 am on 11th nov we reached Kumily a border town between Kerala and Tamil Nadu. As we were indulging Appam and Egg Curry at a hotel quite opposite to the bus stop, campers from other cities like Banglore, Coimbatore and Tanjore also joined us.

Then, we got into Jeeps that would take us to the base camp. Luckily, our Jeep had an awesome music system and our DJ, Raji played awesome tracks that kept me excited all the way. We stopped by a stream on the way. As it wasn’t deep, I took the pleasure of dipping my feet into the flowing cold water and it felt refreshing. The rest of the drive went on a heavenly combination of music and the vast green landscape filled with tea plantations. BY the noon, we reached our base camp.

The camp had 2 non-negotiable rules in order to ensure the safety of everyone, strictly no smoking and drinking. Other than that, you are free to do anything and everything that neither affects the fellow campers, not the environment.  It was a small private cottage with a couple of restrooms to get change and refreshed. Now to the exciting part, the base camp also had a small private waterfall. Playing and taking bath in its cold water for more than hour made my stomach growl in hunger. There is nothing like good food served when you are really hungry and their yummy Kerala style meals along with fish curry gave me a sense of satisfaction. I had a nice time talking to the fellow campers and get to know them, my favourite part of any travel. It was an awesome diverse group and it would be bad on my part if I fail to mention about the super cool organizer Sukanya a.k.a Suzuki. The camping place was a kilometre and half from the base camp. Though they offered jeep to take us to the camping area, most of us decided to walk there with our luggage transferred in Jeep.

Exoticamp Vagamon Waterfall

Private Waterfall | PC: Berin

A short walk (not many would agree with me) took us to the beautiful camping area where the tents are placed in an order like a straight line. Tea was offered and something hot in the cool climate felt soothing. I have stayed in multiple camps during my treks and I would call this camping setup a luxury one. It even had a proper restroom. A few metres walk from the camp was a beautiful viewpoint. The view of clouds passing the mountains and mist moving in front of us was breathtaking.

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Perfect camping spot

Shot at the view point, Fav pic

We returned back to the camp as it was getting dark. Seems the rain was as excited as us about the campfire. A few took shelter in their respective tents and the crazy others under a single tarpaulin sheet which was kept to protect the firewood. Believe me, it was a crazy bunch and yours truly was also one of them. Some modified and sang famous Tamil romantic number “Vaseegara” (i doubt Suzuki only) as “Oru porvaikul pala thukkam” (many slept under one blanket) instead of “Oru porvaikul iru thukam” (two slept under one blanket), others burst into laughter hearing this. It did rain heavily, but not even a drop penetrated the tent. Time was spent on listening music, reading Malice by Keigo Higashino and a short nap until Sam knocked our tent to notify that the rain subsided. Sam prepared his secret noodle soup while the campfire was being set up. We all sat around the fire in circles and the fun time started with an icebreaker intro session followed by some awesome singing by Ipsita, Suteja and Sameena. It was hard to contain my excitement when Suteja sang one of my fav numbers “Rayilae Rayilae Oru Nimisham” from the movie Five Star. After a bit of dancing the gathering got dissipated upon the arrival of food. We were served yummy Chapathi, Veg Fried Rice, Veg Curry and Chicken Curry for the dinner. Post dinner, most of us went into their respective tents and dozed off, but a few brave souls (like myself) slept later after discussing horror stories until midnight and that’s how an awesome day came to an end.

Oru Porvaikul Pala Thukkam

As usual, I woke up early in the morning around 4.30 am. It seems it had rained heavily the last night. Brags Anna and Sammena were also awake at that point in time, so we decided to take a walk to the base camp and back. The scene of dawn breaking over the mountains have always been a magical scene. With morning tea served, we took a walk to the viewpoint again. We had so much fun shooting a mannequin challenge video there.

The organizers never failed to give us the local flavour. Loved the Appam and Puttu with Egg Curry and Veg Stew that was served for breakfast. We relaxed a while and walked back to our base camp leaving our luggage be transferred by Jeep. Just like the last day, we had lots of fun in the waterfall again. I even learned a few steps from Suzuki that eventually increased my total dance steps know to 4. With a heavy heart, we bid farewell to the base camp and headed to Vagamon Medows, a famous tourist attraction in that area.

Waterfall – One more time 😀

As it was a Sunday, it was quite crowded too. I enjoyed running down the slopes (refer Brags anna video) and we took the iconic squad goals pic :P. The Maggi we had for lunch wasn’t enough and the gap was filled with snacks from a shop opposite to the meadows. With things done and dusted, we headed straight to Kumili to catch our bus back to Chennai. As before, the music was loud on our Jeep. It somehow reminded me of “Senthazham Poovil” song from the movie Mullum Malarum.

Before boarding the bus, we stopped by a local spice store where I bought some Black Pepper and Cardamom as instructed by my mom. The sleeper bus stopped at a highway hotel for dinner. That one awesome trip came to an end when I woke up to the Chennai rains the next morning. It’s definitely a trip to remember.

Plantain Chips In Making – Kumily

Below are the two videos made by Brags anna and Raji, Watch and Enjoy.

The Exoticamp team not only demonstrated professionalism and passion in organizing the camp but also added the fun flavour which made the camping more enjoyable. After having such an awesome experience, I am looking forward checking their other interesting campsites such as Munnar Tea Estate CampingMarakanam Beach Camping, Mango Camping and Vineyard Camping. I also like their vision of empowering locals via their camping projects. I sign off wishing the young and energetic team all the very best.

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How To Kill An Idea?

We are in a society that defies change and that includes you and me. Aren’t we all part of the same mass with a high inertia? Great ideas have always revolutionized our life and thoughts. Having said that, it wasn’t easy for any of the forerunners who conceptualized those ideas to do so. A few were made fun of, a few were heavily criticized, a few were imprisoned, a few were banished and a few were even killed.

Following are a few of my favorites.

William Henry Gates III

Though the name sounds like a medieval King, it’s none other than our Bill Gates. Though it might be purely for Microsoft’s business growth, his vision of “A computer in every home” has revolutionized the way we use the computer today. There were times when computers were used only for business, military and scientific operations. But, he is the forerunner who dreamed to bring the computer to the masses and created a huge PC ecosystem. Not just the brainy geeks, not just the elites who had tonnes of money, but for all. In spite of criticism, plagiarism allegation for copying mac, a few failed products and monopoly lawsuits, this man continued in pursuing his noble Idea. Maybe the kids these days who start using smartphones as soon as they are out of their mom’s womb might not realize the significance of this man’s Idea and his role in the evolution of computer technology. Being a late 80’s kid, his technologies made me dream big and played a crucial role in what I am today. You have always been my great role model.

The Real Iron Man

  • Bullied in his school.
  • Hosted house parties to fund his college education
  • Pushed to step down from the role of CTO of Zip 2, the company he co-founded with his brother
  • Forced to step down as CEO of PayPal, a popular e-payment company he co-founded.
  • Almost die from Cerebral Malaria.
  • Criticized for founding SpaceX an aerospace manufacturer and space transport services company, even by the aerospace legends such as Niel Armstrong
  • First 4 rockets launched by SpaceX ends up as a failure.
  • Automobile and oil giants trashed at Tesla, an Electric Vehicle company he invested and made himself the CEO
  • Both his SpaceX and Tesla almost bankrupted in 2008

If you haven’t guessed yet, I am talking about Elon Musk. In spite of these many failures, his ideas continue to revolutionize Space, Solar energy, Transportation and Artificial Intelligence. If you need to learn how to handle failures, then it must be from his life.

Malala Yousafzai

In 2008, she spoke against Taliban advocating for girl’s education in Pakistan. In 2009 she started to write blogs for the BBC on living under Taliban’s threats. In 2011, she was nominated for the In International Children’s Peace Prize and awarded Pakistan’s National Youth Peace Prize. When she was just 15 years old she was gunned down by a Taliban gunman while returning back from her school. Went through multiple surgeries including repair of a facial nerve to fix the paralyzed left side of her face. On her 16th birthday, this strong girl addressed the UN on girl education rights. In 2014 she became the youngest person to receive the Nobel Prize when she was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. This little girl was almost killed for standing up for her Idea, but now she continues to inspire millions of girl children across the world to continue their education. Malala, once shot for going to a little school, now attends Philosophy, Politics, and Economics, one of the most competitive courses at the prestigious Oxford University.

The picture in the beginning of this blogpost is only one side of the story, let me tell you the what happens next. Out of the blue, a strong gust of wind named reality sweeps the place extinguishing the burning candles and spreading the light, bulb burns bright.

A man may die, nations may rise and fall, but an idea lives on. Ideas have endurance without death. 

– John F. Kennedy

How to kill an idea?

As said in the above quote, actually you cant.

This blog post is part of The Chennai Bloggers Club #Picspire, a picture prompt initiative. Surprisingly I received an appreciation for my blog from a totally unexpected person which also motivated me to write this. Thank You.

Yours Anonymously

If you are a frequent follower of my blog and expecting a continuation of my Sarparss Trek series, I am really sorry, just gonna deviate a bit this time.

Recently, my Facebook feed was filled with white color speech balloons on a blue background and some text in it. Sincere thanks to Sarahah. There were so many of it, even I got tempted to try it out (https://gokoulane.sarahah.com/). If you are an atypical one who has no clue what Sarahah is? the following is for you.

Sarahah means honesty in the Arabic Language. Sarahah is an app through which people can send or receive honest feedback from others ANONYMOUSLY.

I did receive a handful of messages. Unlike my FB friends, I decided to respond to those messages here instead of spamming the walls of others. No offense guys, it was all over my wall (orey sara sarra Sarahah kathu only) and even pushed me to the verge of deactivating my account for a while. I should have responded to those awesome messages a long back, but as always, better late than never.

Before sharing the anonymous messages I received via Sarahah, I would like to share a funny incident. One of my close friends share his Sarahah link on his wall, so I wrote what I really thought of him. When I logged in into FB the next day, I saw him sharing it on his wall with a caption “Thank you very much Girl”. When one of his friends commented “How come you are sure that it’s a girl?”, he replied, “Have you ever seen guys messaging in such a nice way?”. It was one big face palm moment for me. Seems my cover is blown now.

Here come my messages, strictly in chronological order.

 

Thank you, that’s exactly what I strive for. To smile always, to travel whenever I get a chance and be the same for ever.

Sure sure, do ping me. Nan ready, neenga ready ah? (I am ready, are you?)

Hehe, thank you. Ippo irukura adhey edathula dhan (The same place where I am now). I am happy when people smile cos of me. Such a blessing.

OMG!, that’s too much of awesomeness in your message. Thank you. It’s definitely not an overloaded message. Seems it’s from some one who knows my most favorite word. I am happy.

I exactly know this person as there is only one who addresses me that way. She calls me a patient author as I take a month to write a blog post. I call her a patient reader as she patiently waits to read them. Thank you for all your kind words and motivation.

Quite an interesting question. How about Seafood with Shawarma :D. Don’t want to be greedy, will better stick with my favorite Shawarma.

:D, Prof. That’s a box of Munch. See, I got the feel of Sarahah a long time back, some one writing me anonymously.

Thank you a lot. Will do my best to spread happiness to the people around me.

Quite a confession. You have no idea what’s significant and what’s insignificant for me. I am some one who fights for a piece of Chocolate like a war and totally ignores what’s happening in Big Boss. To be honest, I am a very curious person & I did think too much about finding who you are, but eventually gave up. I know it must have been hard for you to say this directly to me, anyhow, apologies accepted 🙂

A very few people still call me Lane, so I had no difficulty in finding this person. On a serious note, it’s a great honor to get those words from you Docu.

Me? Inspiration? Thank you for those kind words. On a lighter note, I kinda hated maths cos it demanded some problem-solving.

🙂 🙂 🙂 Thank You. I smiled wide when I read this.

This must be a best friend. No words, Thank You.

You should have known this by this time.

I Know Right. Damn, I am such a narcissist :D.

In spite of being an anonymous messaging platform, the fact that people wrote really nice, sweet and motivating messages made me feel really good. Thank you for the same. I shall conttinue to update this post with any other messages I receive via Sarahah.

Lost & Found

Initially, I was planning to write a series of blog posts on my recent trek to Sarpass once I returned back. But, something interesting happened during the trip made me veto over that decision and write about it first.

After done with our trek, we had a day to spend at Kullu before catching our flight back home from Chandigarh. So, we decided to do some shopping and then visit a not so nearby viewpoint. As planned we stopped by a nearby wholesale shop for some woolen clothes, where I bought a small woolen dress for my niece and a Kullu cap for myself. Then, we took a crowded bus to the view point. Almost an hour after reaching our destination, my stupid mind realized that I left one of my bags in the bus overhead bin that contained the stuff that I had bought for my niece. Damn, how stupid and careless of me to make such a blunder. As I didn’t have the heart to go back home without buying anything for my nice, I returned to the same shop again.

The saleswoman at the shop was patient enough to get me the same exact dress that I bought earlier that day from a huge pile of clothes. When I went to payment counter, the owner was quite shocked to see me again and buying the same things that I bought that morning. When he enquired, I told him my pathetic story. He felt sorry for me. Then, he asked me the details of the bus and took a note of my phone number too. He also assured me that he would try to find the bag. Without much hope, I told “It’s ok” and left the shop.

Later that evening when my friends went shopping around that shop, he informed them that he successfully tracked down the bag. After hearing the same from my friends, I rushed to see him. When I meet him again, he told that he tracked the bag via his friend who runs a transport company and also assured to transfer the money back to me once he gets the bag back.

Owning a busy wholesale shop, there is no necessity for him to put efforts to find lost goods of trivial value, that too the one that’s sold out. However, he did it out of his own goodwill. I have seen many vendors who cheat the customers who don’t belong to the place or know the language. Though we are from another state and doesn’t know Hindi, he went beyond his way to help us. I was really overwhelmed by his kind gesture. As assured he did transfer money to my PayTm wallet. That awesome person is Mr. Atul of Jain Atul Trading Co. at Akara Bazar, Kullu.

It was such an awesome experience meeting such a nice person and it’s indeed an incident where I lost things and found good humans. If you are reading this, thank you, sir.

Scribble Your Heart Away With Matrikas

In the age of computers, mobile and social media, I am one of the few who’s still in love with paper stationeries. People get really surprised when I tell them that I still take a small notebook with me while I travel and send Postcards. Sounds kinda oldie, yeah that’s me.

Thank you Matrikas for sending me an awesome Journal as part of their Bloggers outreach campaign. Matrikas who are into books and stationery for more that 50 years have come up with their new series named “Creative Woman’s  Journal“. Out of their 4 designs Dream, Glide, Write and Fly, I chose Glide as it suited my taste better.

The first thing that impressed me was the artistic cover design, screen printed in golden color on a fine fabric. It’s not a usual journal with just empty pages, it has got the following awesome features.

Adult Coloring Pages with nice intricate designs to color when you are super bored

Adult Coloring Pages

Ruled Pages to pen down your thoughts

Rulled Pages

Doodling Sheets, obviously to doodle and expand your creativity

Doodling Sheets

Stickers to stick around the journal and mark something significant

Stickers for fun

Pouch to keep something valuable, like the concert ticket which you want to preserve forever

Pouch

I have seen people praising imported journals such as Moleskine and Piccadilly for its quality. But this well crafted indigenous product is in par with them and I would recommend trying this one.

It’s not just their journal, I am also quite impressed with their other products like Cube Works notebooks and would give it a try soon. Do check their Facebook Page for more such awesome products.

Trip To Remember – Kochi – Muziris Biennale

After weeks and weeks of procrastination, I finally pulled myself up to write about one of the exciting trips of my life. Who said short trips aren’t exciting enough? This one easily defined that assumption.

One fine day, my dear blogging friend Deepanarayana a.k.a Prince Deepu called me to check if I was interested in a 2 day trip to Cochin. As I haven’t visited the place yet, I gave my nod without a second thought. Later, he also informed me that there’s Kochi Muziris Biennale, a contemporary art festival going on in Cochin at the same time. For me, it felt like killing two birds with one stone. In other words “Kanna Rendu Laddu Thinna Aasaiya” feeling :D. Like any other trip, a few opted out and finally ended up with Bragadesh Prasanna a.k.a Brags Anna, Karthik Pasupathi a.k.a KP, Deepanarayana a.k.a Deepu and Yours Truly.

That Friday (10.02.2017), left my office early so that I could pack up my things and catch the train on time. Luckily, like my last trip to Hyderabad, there wasn’t any eleventh-hour adventure. Though our train was scheduled for 22:50 it was around 23:15 when we took off. After bits of chit chats, my sleepy head wasn’t able to hold anymore. So, I wished the rest a very good night and dozed off.

It was around 12 in the noon when we reached the Ernakulam Junction the next day (11.02.2017). We were hungry as we had a very little for the breakfast on the train. So, indulged on traditional Kerala Parotas and Biryanis in a restaurant near the station. From there, we took an Auto to Fort Kochi and it was already 2 while we checked-in into our homestay. Then, we freshened ourselves before heading out to roam around by 2.30. Renting the bike from the homestay helped us.

Our first stop was “Cabral Yard”, where we saw an array of awesome audiovisuals projected on unusual surfaces inside a mud hut. Then we moved to the greatest attraction of the fest, “THE ASPINWALL HOUSE”. It’s one of the famous heritage property in Fort Kochi. Established in 1867, the former business premises of Aspinwall & Company Ltd was well converted into a well-organized art exhibition. After picking up our entrance passes which will be valid for the whole Biennale for Rs 100 each, we took a free guided tour, sincerely considering our expertise in the field of contemporary art. The following are the artworks that completely blew me away.

The first on the list is “Sea Of Pain”. Many times I have heard Poems, but for the first time, I experienced one. It’s the conceptualization of the below poem by Raul Zurita on Syrian refugee. The heaviness and gravity caused while walking in the dark, dense sea water in the room are beyond expression by words, one has to feel it being there.

Don’t you look? In the sea of pain.
Don’t you hear me? In the sea of pain.
Don’t you see me? In the sea of pain.
Don’t you feel me? In the sea of pain.
Won’t you come back? Never again? In the sea of pain.
Never? Never? Never? In the sea of pain.”

The next on the list is “The Pyramid of Exiled Poets”. It’s a Pyramid with a very faintly lit path inside, it’s almost dark in there. Along the path, you hear the voices of poets who were exiled from their country. Again, it’s tough to express these experiences by words, at least for me.

Ghost Keeping“, a depiction of a textile factory run by ghosts, “Room for Lies“, a room filled with lots of photographs and paintings, “Dance of Death”, an art installation made of electric bulbs and “12 Stories”, a live mural painting project using only natural colors depicting a mythological story are the other artworks that got inscribed deep in my thoughts. It was great to see a pop-up post office got set up in the venue, what an opportunity to write postcards to a few friends.

I liked the view of Kochi port from there. It was amazing to see huge ships moving in and out of the port. Wish we could stay there for more, but we had to leave the place as every Biennale venue get closed by 6 pm. Then we headed straight to the beach, I have no idea why I love beaches a lot, I just love them. One of my long time dreams came true, it’s to watch those massive Chinese nets in action. The breeze, the sand, the waves and the tiny shells. OMG, the beach bought an unexplainable joy and I was singing aloud “Andha Arabic Kadaloram” song as the tiny tides wet my legs. Again, we went back to the homestay, got freshened up and started scouting for a better place to have dinner. Unfortunately, our search got ended up in an overpriced Italian Restaurant. Our purse got emptied, but our stomach wasn’t even half full. So, we headed up to a local fast food joint nearby the beach to fill up the rest. After roaming all the day, we were all dead tired when we returned back to the room. So, I dozed of quick and that’s how an awesome day came to an end.

The next day (12.02.2017), as planned we all woke up early and headed straight to the beach. Yes, it’s the beach again. We were so early that the beach was deserted and oddly any people there. But, the environment was serene to enjoy. Slowly the dawn broke and the sun came out, so the people. One thing that caught our eyes was “Fish Cemetery”, an art installation that was created to bring awareness on marine pollution created by disposal of plastic into the ocean. Here comes the best part of the day, the breakfast. Isn’t it a sin, being in Kerala and not having Aapam or Appam. Lucky a Thattukada (Road Side Shop) near the beach saved us from committing that sin. We had Appam with a super spicy egg curry and finished it with a KattanChaya (Black Tea). OMG, that morning is so vivid in my memory. With soo much salt and sand on our body, we returned back to homestay to freshen up and get ready for the rest of the day.

Compared to other places, it was quite a long ride to Mattancherry Palace. It’s a Portuguese palace popularly known as the Dutch Palace. Now this palace acts as a museum where the artifacts of the royal family are been preserved. It was unfortunate that they didn’t allow photography inside the palace. Experts would have advised visiting popular venues like “Pepper House” or “David Hall”, but we decided otherwise to visit Student Biennale instead. Our next stop was a small Student Biennale near the palace itself. Then, we made a detour towards the Jewish Synagogue. On the way, we stopped by a collateral project which showcased some beautiful Pichvai or Pichwai form of paintings. The place also features a long Snake Boat decorated with bowls filled with color powder.  Just before the Synagogue, there was Mandalay hall which showcased some of the Pepper House projects, we didn’t want to miss it either. Finally the Jewish Synagogue. It’s my first time to a Synagogue and it’s well decorated with Chandeliers, Hanukkah Menorah (Jewish Candle Holder) and artistic blue tiles. It was definitely a unique experience out there. It was lunch time and the alarm went off in our stomach. Luckily we found the snooze button not far away. We had a typical Kerala Meals for our lunch. As we had few more hours to spare, we decided to explore a few more venues.

On the way, we came across one awesome Student Biennale at “Mohamed Ali Warehouse”. It featured many interesting artworks which include a comic type art installations, tools of goldsmith and animals portrayed as soldiers. Just a few meters from there, there was an “Artists In Residence (A.I.R) Kochi” exhibition which featured awesome works, especially by women artists. Then, we stepped into “Routes”, yet another collateral exhibition which showcased colorful and vivid art installations by Indian artists. Further down the road, we found yet another awesome Student Biennale which featured works of students from Government College of Fine Arts of Chennai and Kumbakonam. Their works were all inspired by the life of normal working people. The sweat drops collected in bottles, tools of the blacksmith and the portraits of weavers made of silk are few of the highlights.

By that time, my brain has reached its saturation point. Whenever I see an art piece it threw an “Art Overflow” exception.  Usually, it’s a symptom of creativity overdose, probably caused due to continuous exposure to awesome artworks. I pleaded to go back, but we decided to visit one last venue before packing up. The last one was “TKM Warehouse” and this place featured a traditional Uru Boat along with a few other artworks.

Finally, we were back to our homestay packed our bags, said our farewell to the owner and headed straight to the Jetty to catch a ferry back to Ernakulam. There here was a huge queue standing for the tickets and we weren’t sure of the ferry timings too. Hard luck, so we took a cab to Ernakulam and boarded our train in the very last minute. Next day (13.02.2017) morning around 7.30 we were back to Chennai and an awesome trip came to an end. Wish we had more time to explore the whole Biennale. But not to complain, we made max use of the time we got, enjoying every moment of it. What makes a trip exciting is not just the place alone, but also the company. With no doubt, it’s definitely a trip to remember.

The Story Of The Random Postcards

The day was great with me messing up with the work and awarded with a sarcastic comment from my boss. I returned home drained and all I wished was the great day to end momentarily. But, back at home awaited a surprise. As I entered the home, my mom handed a square-shaped envelope over to me. The envelope was from the CzechRepublic and bore the name of someone I never heard of. The envelope contained an awesome Minion Christmas card and a tiny 2017 calendar. I stood bewitched wondering how the sender knows that Minions are my favorite and that card made my day. That’s not the only instance where a postcard from totally random people put a big smile on my face. Thanks to Postcrossing.

The following is what beloved Wikipedia got to tell about Postcrossing. To know more about Postcrossing, read their FAQ page.

“Postcrossing is an online project that allows its members to send and receive postcards from all over the world. The project’s tagline is “send a postcard and receive a postcard back from a random person somewhere in the world!” Its members, also known as postcrossers, send postcards to other members and receive postcards back from other random postcrossers. Where the postcards come from is always a surprise.”

I randomly stumbled upon Postcrossing while I was searching for places to buy postcards in Chennai to send to a friend in Australia. I found the concept interesting and gave it a try.  My very first postcard was to Russia on 19th Sep 2016 and the first one I received was from CzechRepublic on 14th October 2016. Since then I have sent 25 cards in which 7 of them are still in transit. I have also received 18 cards from various countries across the world.

Postcrossing not only enables random people to exchange postcards, it also contribute to the conservation of fading art of snail mails in this world of e-mail and social media. The fact that some random unrelated person spending a few mins of his life in writing and posting a postcard is what that delight me when I receive one. Each and every card you receive is a surprise. It might come from a 17-year-old boy or 67-year-old granny, it might be from well know countries such as Germany or from countries that you have never heard of such as Latvia and Belarus. Apart from the cards, the stamps on them are also equally interesting. All you have to do is send one, keep calm and wait for another one to hit your postbox as it takes an average of 15 days for a postcard to get delivered.

 

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My Postcrossing Stats

 

If you are someone who wish to connect to rest of the world and have all the patience to do it via one of the slowest modes of communication then Postcrossing is one of the best hobbies for you. My subsequent post might be on from where I source the postcards, Postcrossing community in India and postage details. Till then, Happy Postcrossing.