The blossoms swayIn the spring windOr is it a breeze? For the spring has sprungCaressing the dancing leavesTeasing the twittering parrotsChasing the fireflies. The spring has sprungIlluminating the morningsWarming the daysAnd carrying the whiff of the jasminesInto the shimmering night!
Although this place is known as Seven sisters falls, but I couldn’t bring the total count to 7 when it came to counting all the waterfalls in this area. But this weird mathematical anomaly was quickly forgotten when the clouds opened, as they usually do in Cherrapunjee, that receives the second heaviest rainfall in the…
Seldom I was looking for youAnd seldom did I think about youNever knew how you came to restIn my erratic thoughtsAnd random dreams. Taken from my poem “Unexpected” Seven sisters Falls in the background.