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Introducing myself and my journal: Dream

About Me:
I am a journalist and love to write. I love reading and travelling. I have been to many countries of the world including US, Australia, New Zealand, Europe, UK, Malaysia etc. I am an author of four books.

My Passions:
Writing, reading, travelling

My Challenges:
Reaching the top

My Vision for the Future:
I would love to be at the top of whatever I do

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pelamutunzi's picture

hello

Dear veena,
A big Welcome to the worldpulse community! You are now part of a thriving network of grassroots women leaders and supporters from more than 190 countries. See the Getting Started Guide to learn more about networking in our community: http://www.worldpulse.com/pulsewire/about/guide.
it will is an honour to have you as part of the community. please take time to share your beautiful work and experiences as you travelled around the world. we would like to know more about the book you have authored. its exciting to have you as part of our community.

I look forward to hearing your voice in the community!

Regards
Pelamutunzi

we may be powerless to stop an injustice but let there never be a time we fail to protest.
regards
pela

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New Zealand

Latest Tourist Attraction: The lovely country of New Zealand

New Zealand is the latest travel destination and has become a hot tourist spot, inviting millions of tourists to this heavenly place. The best time to visit it is from October to February when it is spring and summer there. Situated in the southern hemisphere, east of Australia, New Zealand was quite isolated for many years. Because of its remoteness it was the last place discovered by travelers but now tourism is a thriving business there. And for the majority of the people who visit this country, it is unforgettable.
New Zealand is different from any other part of the world. There are no predators, no communicable diseases and there is hardly any news of violence, looting or robbery in New Zealand. The forests are green and dense, the flowers beautiful. The birds are huge and quite tame. Kiwi, the national bird is found only in the dark as it shuns light.
Divided into two parts, the North and the South, New Zealand has different features, different topography and the two parts are totally unlike each other.
Unquestionable it is the southern part which is more beautiful as it has glaciers, mountains, forests and plenty of colourful rivers. The rivers sport different colours depending upon the minerals that are washed down the mountains. When you travel westwards from Christchurch, the river will be sluggishly and thickly white in colour but when you go eastwards you will see river which are aquamarine, sky blue or even ink blue in places. The precious stone jade is found in plenty and shops showcase lovely jade necklaces, rings, earrings, bracelets and the like.
The white capped mountains of south New Zealand, the Southern Alps, can occasionally cause heavy avalanches which take weeks to clear. The balls of snow and ice roll down the mountain in an ever increasing volume crushing and enveloping everything that comes their way. At other times, the snow and the glaciers are approachable, helicopter rides even allowing tourists to land atop a glacier.
We travelled extensively from east to west, from west to south and then finally reached north New Zealand. We began our trip by entering Christchurch. The pace was subjected to earthquakes a few months earlier and the cracked buildings could not be demolished as ‘we do not have large equipment,’ said our guide, ‘We are a small country.’
The Antarctica expeditions begin from New Zealand. Christchurch has an Antarctica lookalike station where we could ‘feel’ the icy storm, the formation of ice, see the penguins and go for simulated rides across rough terrain.
Our next halt was at Queenstown almost in the middle of the southern island. It was quite cold and wet even though it was November. We went for various expeditions to tourist places like Milford Sound where we went on a lovely cruise. The roads are excellent and the scenery very colourful and unforgettable. It changed, from dense forests, to high mountains, to vast lakes in the twinkling of an eye and we had to keep our eyes open to drink in the beauty and the variety. We could just look in admiration at the splendour in front of us. The surprising part was that one could go almost to the foot of the mountain and crane our necks upwards at the steep incline. We could go almost up to the glacier, braving the winds and the cold, as also the loneliness as there are few people after sunset in these places.
As we went on the cruise at Milford Sound, we saw seals sunning themselves on rocks, penguins and plenty of waterfalls which sprayed into the boats. Back in Queenstown, we were astonished to find many Indian restaurants serving excellent Indian food. Entrepreneurs from Mumbai and Delhi had made it their home and were thriving, though the ladies said, ‘Apart from Mountains and lakes, what else is there to see here?’
Making our way to the northern island we went to Rotorua where we saw clusters of glowworms on the roofs in an underground cave which we approached through boats in a small tunnel. One of the highlights of Rotorua was sheep shearing. A large covered place called the agrodrome was the perfect setup to see the different types of sheep of New Zealand. They took their places on the stage and we could even touch and feel them. The shearing person would hold the sheep and fold its arm in such a way that it could not wriggle or move. Within a minute, the entire full grown sheep could be sheared expertly and swiftly. The naked sheep would look so small and goat like as the wool fell off its hide.
Maoris are the original inhabitants of New Zealand but now the whites are predominant and English is the main language. The New Zealand government is now encouraging Maori culture and we saw their dances and even participated in them. We ate Maori food and saw the Maori woodcraft, carving, tattooing and weaving, the beautiful handicrafts of the people.
The last part of our trip was at Auckland, a truly modern city with a beautiful waterfront where fishing rods wait expectantly for tourists to catch fish. The fishes caught are measured and if they are too small they are put back in water otherwise the fisherman can take home the haul and eat it. We saw a bubbling volcano which spewed hot air and scalding water. Even the mud there was sizzling and boiling, a really frightening sight but for the New Zealander, a part of his life.
FACTS AND FIGURES: New Zealand (Māori: Aotearoa) is an island country located in the southwestern Pacific Ocean. The country geographically comprises two main landmasses ‒ that of the North and South Islands ‒ as well as numerous smaller islands
The main North and South Islands are separated by the Cook Strait, 22 kilometres wide at its narrowest point. New Zealand is long (over 1,600 kilometres (990 mi) along its north-north-east axis) and narrow (a maximum width of 400 kilometres) with approximately 15,134 km of coastline and a total land area of 268,021 square kilometers.
The South Island is the largest land mass of New Zealand, and is divided along its length by the Southern Alps. There are 18 peaks over 3,000 metres, the highest of which is Aoraki/Mount Cook at 3,754 metres . Fiordland's steep mountains and deep fiords record the extensive ice age glaciation of this south-western corner of the South Island. The North Island is less mountainous but is marked by volcanism. The highly active Taupo volcanic zone has formed a large volcanic plateau, punctuated by the North Island's highest mountain, Mount Ruapehu (2,797 metres).

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Summer days in Chikmagalur

Summer days at Chikmagalur

Chikmagalur is a quaint town atop the western ghats in Karnataka. That’s where my Mother’s sister and her husband lived in a large sprawling house with a garden in front, an orchard at the back and fields on one side. They had no children but their relatives on both sides had plenty . So every year, in March we would receive invitation from my Uncle to come and spend the summer vacation with them. Preparations would excitedly begin and our tickets would be booked immediately for the day after the exams.(Our reports would come by post so we could get it anywhere).
With great excitement my brother, sister and me would rush to Chikmagalur, sometimes with our parents and sometimes without them. All our cousins would converge there from Mangalore, Bangalore ,Davangere and other places. There would be at least a dozen of us in the big house.
My Uncle was a fat ,stern doctor always ready with medicines and injections should we need them. My aunt was a sweet tall lady forever cooking in the kitchen so that the store room would be full of home made delicacies specially made for us. Uncle would pick us from Kadur, the nearest station some twenty five miles away from Chikmagalur.
There would be lots of excitement, a few arguments and a few fights but all in good humour during the summer vacations. We would hardly step out of the house as there was no need. There was so much to do, so much to learn and experiment that we never felt bored nor did we even miss our parents and friends. We learnt new games, new jokes and I even learnt to milk the huge kind hearted buffaloes who gave us frothy sweet milk twice a day. I often discarded my skirts in favour of the half saree, prevalent in that part of the country.
Being atop the ghats, weather at Chikmagalur always was cool and salubrious. Huge roses would nod their heads and the sweet smell of jasmine would mix with champa smell making it a heady combination.
Uncle had four dogs who would follow him like sentinels. They hung on his every word and every action. We would love to watch them follow him, two in front and two behind as he walked from his dispensary which was in the front of the house to the inner rooms. We would get up leisurely in the mornings, there was no hurry, no hustle or bustle, we had all the time in the world. Breakfast would be an elaborate one. My aunt would sit in front of the stove in the middle of the kitchen with all of us fanning around her as she ladled puri bhaji or made hot dosas and served us. Since there were so many of us, breakfast would last two to three hours and was a noisy affair as we would all be talking at the same time. It would be time for a bath when we finished our breakfast. The bathrooms were big, the water heating up in huge cauldrons which were filled with well water. Since we were city bred, drawing water from the well was a great attraction and we would fight to do this chore happily. The well was always full to the brim and it was even possible to just dip a bucket and get water.
There were plenty of servants but they were for outside work and not allowed access into the kitchen or the puja room or even the bedrooms. Hence keeping these rooms was also a competitive job which we did to the best of our abilities. There were some elderly relatives who would criticize or scold us to discipline us and we did not mind their comments.
Lunch again was elaborate. Aunt would make intricate recipes which our mothers never had time to do. Food was so tasty since even the masalas were home made and the vegetables fresh from the kitchen garden.
Summertime was mangoes and jackfruit time and we hogged ourselves knowing full well that any upset stomach would be treated by Uncle. Chikmagalur had a weekly market day. Girls were not encouraged to go but the boys did , bringing back mangoes by the hundreds and other fruits and vegetables not grown in the house, by the gross. Sorting them all and getting them cleaned and stored was a big job which we loved.
Though we never felt the need to step out of the house, occasionally the boys sneaked out. My brother once collected all the champa flowers and adventurously went to the market to sell them. Folding the clothes neatly , wiping the dishes washed by the servants, making the beds- all daily chores, but at Chikmagalur they were magical. We enjoyed them.
When it was time to say goodbye to Uncle and Aunt, to the huge stone stepped high tiled house, there was hardly a dry eye. Summer holidays had gone in a jiffy, remaining in our dreams and looked forward to in the following year.
By Veena Adige

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Welcome, Veena. It is a great

Welcome, Veena. It is a great pleasure to add your voice to those of our many sisters and brothers throughout the world. My oldest granddaughter, as a student at Georgia tech, is currently studying in New Zealand for a semester. What beautiful pictures she is posting on facebook and the blog she has created for her friends and family!

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Hey there! Welcome to

Hey there! Welcome to Worldpulse community!

It’s so exciting having you with us, I am sure you will have a fabulous time with your new online friends as well as find this to be a very positive experience. I encourage you to take advantage of the numerous resources and features available through our vibrant online community.

Welcome again to our global community and I look forward to hearing more from you.

Peace!
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