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I’ve never been a fan of flowers. I apologize in advance. Well, I am a writer, and I can get quite dreamy when I want to be. Even when I don’t want to be. I conjure up situations, confrontations, scenarios, love stories, even ghost stories; but I’ve never looked at a flower, any flower, concocting... Continue Reading →
Rains in the mountains are always majestic to watch. Even in the sweltering summers, you can get drenched in the periodic -not occasional- downpour of the clouds meandering to the plains in search of an escape from the rolling hills of Himachal. My grandfather always told me that the monsoon clouds come from the South... Continue Reading →
It was three thirty in the night, and I was watching a movie. With a serial killer on the loose and Nicholas Cage in the lead role the movie had my full attention. It was around 4 o’ clock that I heard the familiar chirping outside my room. Directly in front of the balcony of... Continue Reading →
It's April time in Himachal, and unlike the rest of the country, the winters refuse to leave the mountains. A constant gust of cold wind keeps blowing across the valley between two hillocks where I live. I as usual am sitting in my balcony gazing across the beautiful mountains trying to come up with a... Continue Reading →
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