Basking in sunlight but yearning to hide in shadows.
Isn’t it strange that we crave rainfall when it is sweltering hot,Then when the monsoons arrive we bask in them with a plateful of pakodas,Then when the rains continue, we start craving for some sunlight,Then a few days of sunlight and sweatingAnd we yearn for the rainfall again,And this vicious cycle continues!
Was lost in someone else’s world Wading through those dreary doldrums Yet you always held my hand Your heart never forgot my essence. Picture taken in 2018, please travel responsibly and safely.Caption taken from my poem “11 years of love ordeal”
Forgotten leaf.And life.
Never shy away from adventure, even if it means climbing 180 steps barefooted to relish this view. Picture taken in 2018, please travel responsibly and safely.
The corn village or rather Sainji village, is a traveler’s delight near Mussoorie. The villagers/farmers hang these corn cobs on their open courtyards and balconies to dry them out. Picture taken in 2018, please travel responsibly and safely.
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…
Happiness surrounds meIn the solitude of the mountains. Picture taken at Nag Tibba peak at 3022m, in 2018.🏔 🏔🏔🏔🗻🗻🗻🗻🗻🗻⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰
This is indeed a real place where the hills meet the fluffy clouds.
A left turn hereOr a right one thereFor every turn brings a new light.