The winter sun will soon bid adieu to me and summers will bounce back in full spring. It’s funny how a swift change in weather can give you a rundown of emotions. Ever since I was a little girl, I asked the same question to many, “Do you feel sad when the seasons change?”. Till…
Colours of my heart are blending with the sky, catch them before they fade away like the mist over that hillock.
I am on my way back home to Dehradun, a city with a simple yet slow life. I have been living in the same place since I opened my eyes. Life is great here minus the crowd and traffic, that has grown by leaps and bounds. For people who are into mall and pub culture,…
The little boy requested nature to paint its canvas in white and it ushered snow.
Men who love the mountains possesses an irresistible charm.
In order to understand life better, one must sit under a rickety tree and listen to a little river gurgling in the spring.
After the insects have fed on the leaf, its veins begin to show. Making it appear more beautiful and hollow. Just like a human soul without a guilty conscience.
When you have lived under the shade of the mountains, no other place feels good enough.
When the trees bear the colours of rust, I know it’s autumn. My favourite time of the year.