Writing

When the desert wind loves blowing your tresses.

Destiny, clutter and misgivings Ensuing heart breaks and tears Tore us apart I departed to be never found I went away Searching the solitude From love and hatred I turned away And somehow in that numbness you found me Abandoning my ambition My empire I searched for the humble abodes With a quitened demeanor You…

You never know what you will find on your solo travels.  This quaint tree stopped me when I was rushing through the bylanes of Mall Road in Mussoorie.

The small lake near Jaswant Thada has many artistic balconies where you can revel in the flowing wind.

And as you turn towards happiness, Life turns in your favour.

Soaking in the rustic ness of Jodhpur.

Eagerly awaiting the holiday season. And winters of course!

Just like the Buddhist lion roars We can also roar away the blues that Monday brings!

Let not the fear of a depressing Monday get you down.  If you are not living for the weekend, then Mondays are beautiful too!

This time a pigeon photo bombed me.  The beautiful courtyard at Umaid Bhawan Palace, Jodhpur is a perfect place to feast your eyes with the beautifully carved pillars.

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