Oh December!

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> December being the start of winter in Kathmandu is also the busiest season for weddings. And being in your late twenties means your peers start to settle down adding the responsibility of attending more weddings. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> As the Hindu tradition goes the wedding process is quite long and hectic. The wedding starts with what is called Janti, in Nepali tradition Janti is a procession where the groom with his friends and family proceed for the bride's house, accompanied by a traditional musical band while people indulge in dancing and merrymaking. Among the many married friends this was my first Janti and it was fun-filled as I had imagined.</div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGUHp2CtGDqFnZ_AzvRTId_EX9zCA5YWVPOKRG7E8GSF53ycqbd0ufT6YmgBa5RQyjKIngk6_6gl6eh12R_N93k6-cW0oeUk5Jo4fjJ951UpvZGwhpzSOuD6Mq63q_0OsjF4kDTpjhEo/s1600/_MG_4521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGUHp2CtGDqFnZ_AzvRTId_EX9zCA5YWVPOKRG7E8GSF53ycqbd0ufT6YmgBa5RQyjKIngk6_6gl6eh12R_N93k6-cW0oeUk5Jo4fjJ951UpvZGwhpzSOuD6Mq63q_0OsjF4kDTpjhEo/s640/_MG_4521.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Janti Boys</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSf96NVnjaDE97SePlAGzqgJe0XSNE8pChanFnjZ7f2DWQnuKEALJASFyxYDfODgrwfxlVTseVsj7AgMoJASJSgNaHQJRrMUOfxnPmzm5di35YkXy5oIvokcWFyPEDHjUSCXiHUIplSI/s1600/_MG_4526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSf96NVnjaDE97SePlAGzqgJe0XSNE8pChanFnjZ7f2DWQnuKEALJASFyxYDfODgrwfxlVTseVsj7AgMoJASJSgNaHQJRrMUOfxnPmzm5di35YkXy5oIvokcWFyPEDHjUSCXiHUIplSI/s640/_MG_4526.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Janti Gang</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> Being the only girl in the group of school friends I always thought that I would be the first one to get married, come to realize how stereotypical I was being. Along all these years all the guys settled down where as I am still on the "finding a groom" phase of life.  </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGTcw9KdDtikBgP2svSHeobtK3dhYwUjPQYdJ9_KpY_QZVBUU_mmrWwdcZq3I_qkxuSX6o9dq3O-yYf6dRxOc3UaUnrhG76Gz1PcJYFqVazPS5ywT-u3LlaZAR5-b7QEyKKk0nSqnoy4Q/s1600/IMG_1026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGTcw9KdDtikBgP2svSHeobtK3dhYwUjPQYdJ9_KpY_QZVBUU_mmrWwdcZq3I_qkxuSX6o9dq3O-yYf6dRxOc3UaUnrhG76Gz1PcJYFqVazPS5ywT-u3LlaZAR5-b7QEyKKk0nSqnoy4Q/s640/IMG_1026.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Happy Groom</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> It has been almost 13 years since I have known this guy and I never realized how romantic and dreamy he could get. On the morning of the wedding when I saw his all decked up in this Dhaka Daura I realized how anxious yet over-joyed he was about the wedding. Over the years I have seen him grow and seeing him sit there as a groom taking up the responsibility as an adult, it made me feel really proud. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi945bdb5joR3vVzk0UGWapfN1io_CqeSIkXtjQOlKtVxqOxhpQ3KaUfgWA7-LEWelPfa5DqaqZQR1yKie88SIY4VadpJhyyZjtuRnx0qeThAnFpzdVtsDohpXGgMQZyD03gtO8F7KNpxg/s1600/_MG_4563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi945bdb5joR3vVzk0UGWapfN1io_CqeSIkXtjQOlKtVxqOxhpQ3KaUfgWA7-LEWelPfa5DqaqZQR1yKie88SIY4VadpJhyyZjtuRnx0qeThAnFpzdVtsDohpXGgMQZyD03gtO8F7KNpxg/s640/_MG_4563.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Newly Weds</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> Besides the happy groom there were also happy friends, we were all laughing, joking and dancing all throughout the day. Between the long continues pujas and rituals we found pleasure in teasing the newly weds, competing and bargaining with the brides side for the stolen shoes and a lot of dancing. </div> <div> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENb9Th5CfV_xUhAJtlzZXGpo6wHz4HrelUCp-ZO0z1HuefkOvk1NSY1gCBug15YU63Z9_Ima1EArEHoIoW6OQ2Qmg6qclg8BaxHQxz9G51cp6H3vdpGUBM8XBY0e5qw86fdeHuw1fVsU/s1600/_MG_4542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENb9Th5CfV_xUhAJtlzZXGpo6wHz4HrelUCp-ZO0z1HuefkOvk1NSY1gCBug15YU63Z9_Ima1EArEHoIoW6OQ2Qmg6qclg8BaxHQxz9G51cp6H3vdpGUBM8XBY0e5qw86fdeHuw1fVsU/s640/_MG_4542.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Janti Boy's Dancing</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWViBA2ElMBwV3yFo1vt1zj7Y7dBHnNYiP3MehLCArHSC0UrJfNCeoGHpC4DeFKkf9BcjeZdUBlE7KX9HlCgbV0B_rjOtnZu6kA5wuOXYoloj7-ODQ0tuMi9hOHEBagEXlkLoRmc_btwo/s640/_MG_4551.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="900" /></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moves! </td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> With someone as casual as me dressing up is only when there are special occasions and what better occasion then a friend's wedding. So mustering up all my courage I prepared myself to wear heels and saree for the day. This was the first time I did all my makeup and the saree draping all by myself and trust me when I say it is quite an achievement for me. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOsaVieaNx2jDEa3EGKFxKp2z9SFpRfl-3C0ufCbhZ66XWAsewsA-GC8Fovq7bBME_YUVk3X8Rg9H-Pyqjc2ZmKHqsw2dlUHvhdyST6kMvEPhhCKvwB2gEJ2DrEkNTZQ3S_xEx4xrv6Mg/s1600/Saree_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOsaVieaNx2jDEa3EGKFxKp2z9SFpRfl-3C0ufCbhZ66XWAsewsA-GC8Fovq7bBME_YUVk3X8Rg9H-Pyqjc2ZmKHqsw2dlUHvhdyST6kMvEPhhCKvwB2gEJ2DrEkNTZQ3S_xEx4xrv6Mg/s640/Saree_1.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saree and Heels<br /> <br /></td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> More of the wedding bits on the up coming post, just a mandatory selfie for now.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnI_CyvhxZWmFwi90a6jxuf2kndMhaMMrzmi_2I1rycbxmL2BnmtTLED0wtPZcMBIpzGdAQhnbhhNDNvFVewH5WID4Bq_WAFuh2xqvGVHNXSrMUUJi_M0RjQ7IRRGNxBmEOZu4toCdA0/s1600/IMG_1038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnI_CyvhxZWmFwi90a6jxuf2kndMhaMMrzmi_2I1rycbxmL2BnmtTLED0wtPZcMBIpzGdAQhnbhhNDNvFVewH5WID4Bq_WAFuh2xqvGVHNXSrMUUJi_M0RjQ7IRRGNxBmEOZu4toCdA0/s640/IMG_1038.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mandatory Janti Selfie</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> Until the next wedding and until the next blog post.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> To finding little adventures and making memories.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> SHEY</div> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWViBA2ElMBwV3yFo1vt1zj7Y7dBHnNYiP3MehLCArHSC0UrJfNCeoGHpC4DeFKkf9BcjeZdUBlE7KX9HlCgbV0B_rjOtnZu6kA5wuOXYoloj7-ODQ0tuMi9hOHEBagEXlkLoRmc_btwo/s1600/_MG_4551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /></div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWViBA2ElMBwV3yFo1vt1zj7Y7dBHnNYiP3MehLCArHSC0UrJfNCeoGHpC4DeFKkf9BcjeZdUBlE7KX9HlCgbV0B_rjOtnZu6kA5wuOXYoloj7-ODQ0tuMi9hOHEBagEXlkLoRmc_btwo/s1600/_MG_4551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <br /> <br /> <br /></div> </div> </div>

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Oh December!

December being the start of winter in Kathmandu is also the busiest season for weddings. And being in your late twenties means your peers ...

Finding Happiness

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Over the years I have come to realise that I have aged and the constant reminder being weddings and baby showers! So recently I was to attend an engagement of a dear friend and the only perk was that it was in Pokhara. I had wanted to visit Pokhara in a while and it seemed like the best opportunity to take a break and also to enjoy the company of good old friends.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> Growing up I was always surrounded by brothers or guy friends and when your guy friends start to get married that is when your parents start to freak out and keep reminding you of your age and the fact that it is time to settle down. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> Disregarding all the nagging that I had to hear the idea of Pokhara always make me smile. Pokhara always greats me with fresh air and feeling of calm, I love the feeling of Pokhara. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yu5KkgVznTWv3UzWcWDpMBi-JDpfV7yhMSMgKl6432uCICHZfbI_a451_HvZO8qVS7VamxLCnzHSYAIP3hSMLbWZ7UuF7fc9AFNyrctAgyq5JswLSMFlTSK-3rTUo6MXlkckVLG5uRk/s1600/IMG_0887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yu5KkgVznTWv3UzWcWDpMBi-JDpfV7yhMSMgKl6432uCICHZfbI_a451_HvZO8qVS7VamxLCnzHSYAIP3hSMLbWZ7UuF7fc9AFNyrctAgyq5JswLSMFlTSK-3rTUo6MXlkckVLG5uRk/s640/IMG_0887.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lakeside Pokhara</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCZ6BvxwPDuSvOkimEKd5UgGfhp3jlnpOA8_liNNu5aa05joSiAXsyqUpjSOtzrXQ_DJlo7IkIRtwQPPr0F6ahZWmco4XWjql6AU_kQ5rIwGS3WkAnDHkT40WkHgDS3S53616j78BDd2I/s1600/IMG_0884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCZ6BvxwPDuSvOkimEKd5UgGfhp3jlnpOA8_liNNu5aa05joSiAXsyqUpjSOtzrXQ_DJlo7IkIRtwQPPr0F6ahZWmco4XWjql6AU_kQ5rIwGS3WkAnDHkT40WkHgDS3S53616j78BDd2I/s640/IMG_0884.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lakeside Pokahra</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> Other than beautiful scenery Pokhara is known for being lively specially its busy streets and the live music. Late night and a serene morning is how Pokhara is to be enjoyed. Because of the limited time there wasn't much I could do there, but the usual drunk late night and breakfast with a view was not compromised.<br /> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNybtn5gZGh0mmLc-4hFcm4xntygkGgzc_bp5PqYb4frtnrdbD0LLkC1NmWibAw7QPVWB298RJueRrtYBZNijx5s8WTUtvYdfTmh3bvMc_Yhzr7Art9Ss6JhyphenhyphenccYfUaNoBPaq03sogqE/s1600/IMG_0893.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNybtn5gZGh0mmLc-4hFcm4xntygkGgzc_bp5PqYb4frtnrdbD0LLkC1NmWibAw7QPVWB298RJueRrtYBZNijx5s8WTUtvYdfTmh3bvMc_Yhzr7Art9Ss6JhyphenhyphenccYfUaNoBPaq03sogqE/s640/IMG_0893.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Calm and Blue</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"> The main reason to celebrate Pokhara this time was the quick decision of a friend to get hitched, and though it got us all by surprise, we were definitely happy for him. With 15 minutes of sleep, 5 hours of driving we managed to stay up throughout the day and have fun dress up a little. Saree is not my thing but since it was such a special occasion I had no other choice.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkw_EXxOS1HjK3sstfjLnXmOO3Z0KnAfO1BGuLk6QlwAAKKyUjzEB9uxQN1biuA1mWOLh24Xa5Lqu2CyUVmBbw_5uv43_c8XelpwL5H90UemrQxNtuNoFisJVobPk-pu_KbWLxMCmj1QU/s1600/PKR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkw_EXxOS1HjK3sstfjLnXmOO3Z0KnAfO1BGuLk6QlwAAKKyUjzEB9uxQN1biuA1mWOLh24Xa5Lqu2CyUVmBbw_5uv43_c8XelpwL5H90UemrQxNtuNoFisJVobPk-pu_KbWLxMCmj1QU/s640/PKR.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saree Blues</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> School friends will always have that special place in your heart no matter what. Most of our school group is scattered but we made the most of it regardless. Goofing around, teasing each others never gets old with us. We always find something or the other to smile about every time we get together. </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nrkyaUZMDHoveeF28i4YkZv3lSgXb1T3xq4tJcH63qY_fJQKO4pRSAw33E5Yvix_tsIx6CNwh0TTO7nfpgDFhEdebiPUai38g_F7oyFg_JeyRCDMzYV4fbDfLYQD_8TJ8MvPI7EguGY/s1600/IMG_0869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nrkyaUZMDHoveeF28i4YkZv3lSgXb1T3xq4tJcH63qY_fJQKO4pRSAw33E5Yvix_tsIx6CNwh0TTO7nfpgDFhEdebiPUai38g_F7oyFg_JeyRCDMzYV4fbDfLYQD_8TJ8MvPI7EguGY/s640/IMG_0869.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moment, Memories and Laughter</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSLC_eXfUSWzfqWr76Ie92xdw9agpn58QrdzOUo7GpJdHiYD7hTQfIHKasNGeEDEq6L1ZWtuUERFyQ9izCtNv-vZqAxR46J47wtWL7AuwJVmwT0WbhNg1l4XQQzlpX8JHqTyVI6GqpW8/s1600/IMG_0834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSLC_eXfUSWzfqWr76Ie92xdw9agpn58QrdzOUo7GpJdHiYD7hTQfIHKasNGeEDEq6L1ZWtuUERFyQ9izCtNv-vZqAxR46J47wtWL7AuwJVmwT0WbhNg1l4XQQzlpX8JHqTyVI6GqpW8/s640/IMG_0834.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Engagement</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /> Sometime married friends remind you of the beauty of maturity and companionship and sometime single friends remind you of freedom. Hoping all the happiness to the groom-to-be and cheers to all the singles. </div> <div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMrq-clQeoXKzVunYSgoOBbyzuHH_BRFvj6FeXUogANCFxHUfm1RB9FH71x6I_rggPEF-mFTY22sL5hg-tG7oAq1ZLrho1lZLmwGStbB413OvA3dlyfcfu70uWVRFMcTGeoRcb6KoGRY/s1600/IMG_0875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMrq-clQeoXKzVunYSgoOBbyzuHH_BRFvj6FeXUogANCFxHUfm1RB9FH71x6I_rggPEF-mFTY22sL5hg-tG7oAq1ZLrho1lZLmwGStbB413OvA3dlyfcfu70uWVRFMcTGeoRcb6KoGRY/s640/IMG_0875.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mandatory Selfi</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /> Until the next celebration and until the next blog post.</div> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> To finding little adventures and making memories.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> SHEY</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> </div> <br /> <div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> </div> </div> </div> </div>

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Finding Happiness

Over the years I have come to realise that I have aged and the constant reminder being weddings and baby showers! So recently I was to att...

A Love At First Sight

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div style="text-align: center;"> Do you believe in love at first sight, I didn't for a long time. But I recently changed my mind about that. Trust me when I say that Los Angeles, California was my love at first sight. The blue, warm ocean water, the cool ocean breeze, the green palm trees and of course the topless boys!</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> I am a sucker for beaches and beach weather and LA was the right place for both. A lot of my family and friends were trying to sell me America and I was still skeptical about it, but Cali beaches just got me head over heels.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLR1z5DXQ76d4L_EHc06hkY1mDGvNfBK0s-aK4I_hoUgLwVuuA0uL2heLESORjQ8NZ5Sb2VMrdnz6LsaXmFD5qwdUnaGAW5dderL6xFmO3K7OSBQ3ljLb7LTmBCfAZN8XFoCni7ycTg/s1600/IMG_0673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLR1z5DXQ76d4L_EHc06hkY1mDGvNfBK0s-aK4I_hoUgLwVuuA0uL2heLESORjQ8NZ5Sb2VMrdnz6LsaXmFD5qwdUnaGAW5dderL6xFmO3K7OSBQ3ljLb7LTmBCfAZN8XFoCni7ycTg/s640/IMG_0673.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Turquoise Water</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqG5WZ7k2qWA3dAP909dpj71REaBAYSeEe3mIyNlI4u7GupZpAIZ2ZHWoZXTwEm-O7Wg6ye0gOCxAEObmWlOJKyeJSruSK-gpj94otRvoP63CKIkeb6FJ9Wii8FzF2udd3KO6XkTX27g/s1600/IMG_0642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvqG5WZ7k2qWA3dAP909dpj71REaBAYSeEe3mIyNlI4u7GupZpAIZ2ZHWoZXTwEm-O7Wg6ye0gOCxAEObmWlOJKyeJSruSK-gpj94otRvoP63CKIkeb6FJ9Wii8FzF2udd3KO6XkTX27g/s640/IMG_0642.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Venice Beach- Los Angeles</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> The problem with living in a land-lock country is that there are no beaches and it is upsetting when you are most excited by the idea of an open ocean. I am not much of a swimmer but just the idea of lying on the sand with the occasional splash in the salty water is enough to make me want a live on a beach forever. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgMtsiDGF9AMLL0RAJXPaukKo9nKxA4T1spFSTcPPsMFWcPhmR986Z1JC01w6aRShBrKrPqQEd4P4azGMtHF6mGabqYPJtHey9HZ4t52ozUB0OiWoe2QA_VD3V7NqxJ93b3ThZyhiZcs/s1600/IMG_0581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgMtsiDGF9AMLL0RAJXPaukKo9nKxA4T1spFSTcPPsMFWcPhmR986Z1JC01w6aRShBrKrPqQEd4P4azGMtHF6mGabqYPJtHey9HZ4t52ozUB0OiWoe2QA_VD3V7NqxJ93b3ThZyhiZcs/s640/IMG_0581.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Manhattan Beach</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUQt1SU4IEqr7FMiZ53ORXWT79gvqx1BNe-NPKQO5Z9o7wirMJZVtd8gL7qnav-q3Pn4YOrd7AFszOc5QdF5ojl6F56Ep7LjeFWagk5dCxNAKkVyHOBy0Pu5Ztuhgi54LDDWWZGaOe9M/s1600/IMG_0644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUQt1SU4IEqr7FMiZ53ORXWT79gvqx1BNe-NPKQO5Z9o7wirMJZVtd8gL7qnav-q3Pn4YOrd7AFszOc5QdF5ojl6F56Ep7LjeFWagk5dCxNAKkVyHOBy0Pu5Ztuhgi54LDDWWZGaOe9M/s640/IMG_0644.jpg" width="900" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">West Coast Beaches</td></tr> </tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXrAmhPsbsGLQCm4Q4RNxHYM9Xa_U_E19slNq64J5rUgpAunnEA0lrfGmtKShk0ea94ggL77rr9YbyOGu_W6YkLAh-vxYpdTov2kcx_q5L9U8o7hXg0gcJDphelAjt8VSubDLwCsqbGA/s1600/IMG_3251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXrAmhPsbsGLQCm4Q4RNxHYM9Xa_U_E19slNq64J5rUgpAunnEA0lrfGmtKShk0ea94ggL77rr9YbyOGu_W6YkLAh-vxYpdTov2kcx_q5L9U8o7hXg0gcJDphelAjt8VSubDLwCsqbGA/s640/IMG_3251.jpg" width="600" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Favorite View</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> As a younger self I was not very fond of beaches. I did not like the sun as much and I was too self conscious about wearing a swim-wear. But as I grew older, I have come to love the sun, the salty water does not bother me as much and also I am less conscious about myself in a swimsuit. I think my fondness for the beach and the beach weather has grown over time, but that fondness is here to stay.  </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR1y83V_l7_8mOE6CiPfEpGWma2k_Z6mIsYLkhJ9KDKeIFp5q_1WrNs-5WNNiIn8g8MMhVL5GkJEOqVFma-ndPDA2EiK_8Kz5dnYm86_a49Ow2htRfI7XKDSb5Gp2YeN66C4F5HssXPo/s1600/IMG_3189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR1y83V_l7_8mOE6CiPfEpGWma2k_Z6mIsYLkhJ9KDKeIFp5q_1WrNs-5WNNiIn8g8MMhVL5GkJEOqVFma-ndPDA2EiK_8Kz5dnYm86_a49Ow2htRfI7XKDSb5Gp2YeN66C4F5HssXPo/s640/IMG_3189.jpg" width="600" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mandatory Beach Selfie</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> Few things that I miss right now at the brim of Kathmandu winter is the warm American beach and spicy Mexican food. My mission for my next travel is visiting more beaches. </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> Until the next throw-back and until the next blog post.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> To finding little adventure and making memories.</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> SHEY</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> </div> </div>

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A Love At First Sight

Do you believe in love at first sight, I didn't for a long time. But I recently changed my mind about that. Trust me when I say that L...