It is always better to conquer the mountains in your mind.
How in the presence of water, the inner happiness is transformed into a jolly existence.
My wild, untamed soulHidden beneath layers of silenceAnd strata of poiseCraved your inner tranquilityShrouded by your superficial savagery
When I look at this multi windowed door, I’m reminded of those geometrical problems in which you have to calculate the area of a semi-circle over a rectangle.
Blossoming in the shade.
Lighting up my worldYou smiledOn my burnt cookiesYou beamedIn sickness and in healthWe twinkled.
The only bright objects that I marvel at during these days – my travel photos in bright sunshine. Delhi winters – you are too much!
Is it a glorious day or a glorious Friyay?
Do not forget to water every blossom in your path.
Missing the clean air of Dehradun.And of course the warm and glorious winter sun. Who does Delhi winter has to be so bone chilling?