This year began on a cold note, and I listen to the resolutions everyone quotes, A new beginning is waiting for me there, but I lack the excitement because you are not here. The winter continues to send shivers across, and I gather myself to overcome your loss. The icy weather coerces layers upon layers,…
The walls will turn more rusticThe designs will fade awayThe colours won’t last that longBut these memoriesOnly these memories shall remain! Major throwback to my travel escapade to City Palace, Jaipur.
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!
The frigid wind is resting After a tiring winter But I’m afraid to bloom Fearing the return of the snow. I yearn to bloom Because spring is near The pollens are poking now and then Assuring me that it is time to bloom. The spring air caresses my petals Pecking me to open to, The…
The highways 🛣 of India have their own stories to shareTheir own cuisinesTheir roads are endless swathes of talesTaking notice of every human that walks by themChanging themAs these humans change the highways. Picture taken in 2017 at a local eatery en-route to Coorg, please travel responsibly and safely.
Till 2018, I had associated winters with a runny nose, a dry coughing throat and air that was too cold to get out. But in December 2018, I visited Dhanaulti and could finally understand why many people are so fond of the crisp winter air. You see, I misunderstood the dreaded winter air with the…
The blacks shimmer their velvety eleganceIn the winters,While the whites and the creams wonder,Why the skies and snow mimic us,Unaware that they are imitating the winter monochrome!
The cold chases meStalks like an obsessive loverCatching me off-guardWhile I try to relaxIn the holiday season It shrouds mewhen I’m least awareBites my bonesChilling my insides & outsidesMaking my skin crawlSending the shivers down my spineTill I weaponise myself with blanketsAnd a hot tea. Picture taken in 2018, please travel responsibly and safely.
The winter Gods have unleashed their snow demons,The demons play with ice and winds,Unaware of the bone-chilling amongst the fragile humans,And laughing at the monochrome around!
Narmada river is accorded the same status in Madhya Pradesh as The Ganges is accorded in the northern states. “Maa Narmada” is the preferred goddess for the people here.This picture was taken at the Maheshwar Narmada ghat on the last day of Shraadh in 2019. I really wish the ghat was cleaner. Please travel responsibly…