Dawn drenched land

  Morning Glory   Bidding farewell to Cambodia was heart breaking…A sudden surge of love for that charming land swept me away. I became too obsessed with inhaling the fluffy clouds and the splendour of the crimson sunrises and the glorious sunsets with a vengeance. I wanted to absorb every bit of the mesmerizing Phnom

Hearth n Home

  Memories, pleasant and warm, are like glowing embers. They keep you warm, they keep your whole being lighted. It started off as a dull windy day. The sun is hesitating to come out. Being a Sunday there’s nothing much to do in the morning. I was trying to crack what Emily Dickinson had in mind