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Unforgettable --Frozen moments.(writers Island 5)

We took off from India. We were on our way to UK. The plane had not yet landed. The pilot announced that it would land in Heathrow airport, in about 30 minutes and the local time was 5:30 am.

My watch was still on India time and it showed me 10:00am.I set it back. It felt funny to ‘go back’ in time.

Suspended in air, 30,000 feet above the ground,I wished I really could. Just to re-live those happy moments. Revel in them. Cherish them. Savour them and relish them.

But we cannot. Each moment that ticks by, is gone forever. Sometimes forgotten, other times,unforgettable. I guess that is why each picture tells a story.

I looked out of the window. The sun was just rising. It filled me with a sense of exhilaration.
It made me want to click a picture. And freeze this moment, in time.

I did.


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  1. a beautiful picture. amazing.

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  2. Fantastic photo. It has a powerful feel to it, as if the wing were cutting through time.
    We have travelled a lot in our adult life, my husband and I, and I loved turning my watch ahead or back as we crossed into each new time zone. Sometimes going back to the day before or skipping ahead to tomorrow. It feels magical, as if I have discovered H.G. Well's time machine.

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  3. When you're travelling, its those small defining moments that freezes within you. And you've taken such a beautiful moment to express it...it speaks a lot..

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  4. It's amazing the feeling of peace that comes from 'above the clouds' removed from all the weighty problems of the Earth..except that is for gravity!

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  5. excellent picture, indeed unforgettable

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  6. Amazing pic indeedz!

    Keshi.

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  7. Frozen moments ...i like that...every moment has a story to tell...the picture radiates peace and calm...

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  8. A picture speaks a thousand words.. frozen in time :P

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  9. I had a very similiar feeling when I boarded my first Lufthansa. But the feeling I had when it landed in chennai 2 years after that, was even more mesmerizing.
    It felt like Chennai was a person wearing a dark party-wear with sodium vapor lamps like shining sequin work.
    I was so happy, I removed the belt much before I should have.
    Now, when I go on flight, I am just tired and catch a wink as soon as I get seated ;)

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  10. Its a beautiful pic. The kind of hues and colours the sky can throw up it's just amazing, isn't it? Nature's wonder...

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  11. LOVE THE PIC!!!!!!!


    How you been?

    I had a heart transplant! Thats why I havent been around!

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  12. Great picture as a frozen moment. I can feel the magic.

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  13. Hey Preeti,

    My comments don't seem to appear on your blog. Am I missing something here?

    Vidya

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  14. sweetsticky,Misti,CU :Thanks!!

    Rayne:Lucky you.I have travelled a lot within India and only to UK, overseas.It is indeed wonderful to cut through timezones.

    Prats:yep--small moments--but they mean so much.

    Niall :-)

    Rambler, Keshi:Thanks!

    J:Was that sarcastic?(I can enever tell!);-)

    Revathi:I am excited each time!

    Ritu,marja:True--one could feel the magic.I know both of you could relate!

    Kaylee:How are you doing now? You sound upbeat--will drop by soon.Take care.

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  15. Vidya:neve got your earlier ones--double checked.

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  16. 'frozen moments'...nice...
    what better to freeze a moment than a picture...

    this moment between night and day is beautiful with the rays just peeping out...wish the wing wasn't in the way...

    nice post...

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  17. and if you ever find a way to get back in time, please let me know. I wish to go back and re-live a few moments.

    Perhaps go back and live in a hostel and play all day long ...

    and may be do a few other things in a different way :)

    wishes and dreams apart... thats a fantastic picture. Even at this age, i still love to sit at the window seat and stare at the outside skies.

    More satisfying experience than sitting near the aisle with air hostess moving around in mini skirts! :P

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  18. I often think profound thoughts when up above the clouds too. Odd! Great pic.

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  19. Hi

    There r some moments of our life which always store in us till our life.


    Anyways, awesome picture.

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  20. Transported in more ways than one. Good post!

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  21. hi,... simply amazing blog... i saw ur blog on busy writers n always thought it was a mammas blog or wateva .. 2day luckily i was jobless.. n so read urs.... sry 4 the underestimation... cia rnd... n drop by my blog sumtime

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  22. Aww, lovely!

    I've been thinking that we can try to freeze visual moments with our cameras, we can record sounds in audio but we can never keep a smell with you forever. It's so final. It's so fragile.

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  23. Wonderful photo and your post is all too true. Nicely written, too!

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  24. Thinking aloud:It was the wing I loved!--cutting into the picture, it looked like.

    Raghu:Thanks! :-)What!You dont like to look at air hostesses? U have become old?!:P

    Keith:Thanks!

    Sandhya:Thanks!

    Gautami:Thanks!

    Mary Timme:A nice caption

    Nerd score:I already did.Thanks!

    DM:You are so right--wish someone would invent a smell capturer.

    Tumblewords:Thanks!

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  25. hii.. I got you from Harini's blog and am really happy that i went through your blog.. really liking it.. :)

    Now coming to this post.. must say the picture is beautiful.. nd ya.. going back in time gives a great feeling..( though literally wish we had the option to just rewind our lives).. I seriously believe that LIFE is living the PRESENT MOMENT.. TODAY is THE day.. just quoting a few lines from one of my posts (my friends call it poetry.. but i jst call it scribbling.. )

    "Today, I am Alive
    Tomorrow is a Dream
    Why do I still worry
    Of the future I have not seen.."

    Keep posting.. *smiles*..

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  26. Ps - loved the photograph. I always hated flying, your post does give a totally new and refreshing perspective. Thanks for sharing.

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  27. Awesome picture. I never have the camera when I need it...hehe

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  28. HAPPY DIWALI TO U AND UR FAMILY!

    Keshi.

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  29. Great photo - I especially love the horizon, the way it is glowing with the promise of a new day.

    I always see time frozen in photographs. Sometimes it can be quite sad. I saw a photo last weekend of my niece in her new school uniform, she looked so happy. She was only at the school for one week before she was killed. The flip side, is that at least we will have that photo of her forever, to help us remember. I know, that you understand what I am talking about.

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  30. Great pic you! Loved your words, it really is all about cherishing the moments isn't it?
    xo
    Gillian

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  31. Great pic you! Loved your words, it really is all about cherishing the moments isn't it?
    xo
    Gillian

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  32. absolutely not.

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  33. Wow.. nice pic and post!
    I wish to freeze this stage of my life too. If only wishes were horses.............

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  34. Knock Knock.. :) Did ur PC for a date again ;)

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  35. I love freezing moments with my camera too...

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