Paragliding
I was supposed to be reading Sontag the past couple of hours but since it isn't due for a while I put it off. And instead I read more about paragliding.
I had a brief but satisfying paragliding experience in Goa not so long ago. I was vagely interested in the sport before that though (and kayaking, but I haven't tried that yet). It probably stems from my obsession with becoming a pilot when I was around ten.
Being the obsessive fellow I am, once in a while I lurk around reading about it and researching possibilities (Hey, this is how I got into photography, so good things come out of it). I'm wondering if it's possible to actually start learn paragliding (if Mom Is reading this, she's probably already getting nervous. She gets chills when I drive in the city let alone go paragliding). Turns out it is. There are a few places around New York and Bombay.
Problem is, it's expensive and it takes time. Of course this is a future life goal but I don't believe in that sort of stuff. If you can make it happen now you might as well try (Again, this is how I approach most things and it has led to some amazing things. Mom has fallen off the chair by now).
So I devised a little plan and if things go my way I might start learning in a few years (if luck favors me and Mom allows maybe even even sooner, who knows).
Still, it is expensive, and there are many more things that demand a more sensible use of financial resources.
You need that insane part of your life to balance out the rest of it. For now, I get my fill by exploring the city and the state. Getting lost in forests, roaming desolate suburbs and all that. Travel seems to really give me a little something to balance out the rest of the living. After all I'm a photographer. Combine that with paragliding and...
Anyways, enough day/midnight dreaming (it always produces the most interesting blog posts doesn't it?), time to read things.
Azhar Chougle | via iPhone
