Tale traveller the journal contains tales of my travels, each of them a unique learning experience...have a hectic work schedule but try to fit in a vacation once in a while...i believe with the journey of the body begins the journey within...

Day 1: A shocker form the word go...mineral water given by the travel department was canceled...probably due to the recession...how was i supposed to know that...had to rush to get water with the conductor and driver shouting at the top of their voices...there are certain things that rarely happen, like the bus you have boarded leaves on time...and this was one of those days...a miracle waiting to happen and the bus left exactly at the specified hour even precisely at the minute...just happen to grab a look at the time the bus departed...but as luck would have it, the coach stops just outside Mysore for about 15 minutes leaving people swearing and moaning...this wasn't just another bus, something did not sound fine; bang it hits me, being a non-air conditioned bus there was no noise, no rattle else the general situation is these buses have an orchestra playing with the all the hundred thousand parts cacophonous in symphony