Are the greens over shadowing the bluesOr are the blues surreptitiously and purposefully not coming out?
My wild, untamed soulHidden beneath layers of silenceAnd strata of poiseCraved your inner tranquilityShrouded by your superficial savagery
When your presence makes the flowers come to life.
The twists and turnsOf the country roadsBeckon the travellerThe wanderer in countless souls.
We went to Shillong in the first week of September 2018 when it was raining heavily. Majority of our photos were in wet clothes or raincoats and taken through phone cameras only.But on the last day, the skies cleared and we could finally put our DSLRs to good use.
What to do when the soul wishes for foregone experiences?
Is recreational travel really that important during a raging pandemic? Warning: Before you blatantly pass judgements on me, this is an old travel picture taken 2 years back and I haven’t travelled to any destination since January 2020. Forget travel, I have not even gone to a cafe/restaurant since the cases in India started growing…
When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and our willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point of pretending that nothing has happened or we are not yet ready.The challenge will not wait, life does not look back. A week is more than enough time…
The swaying treesAnd the wide highwaysCan not help watching the worldGo past by.
Because when you shine, the world shines.