There are dreams imprinted on clouds, passing over realms unknown. We look up and sigh and wish, maybe admire too, the carefreeness, the fluidity, …

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There are dreams imprinted on clouds, passing over realms unknown. We look up and sigh and wish, maybe admire too, the carefreeness, the fluidity, …
The sun was slowly sinking down the horizon, as we drove back from Port Stephens to Sydney. After two days of continuous rain, everything…
It’s been two weeks since the sun came out on a weekend. This week promises some sun and I am so looking forward to…
Ever since we landed in Sydney, my husband and I had decided to visit every tourist place in and around Sydney. Blame our sedentary…
I just love watching sunsets, and when they are as beautiful as these, one can’t help but agree that it is one of the…
Finally Bangalore is turning back into a habitable place. The rains have done magic on Bangalore’s weather and people’s mood. The only thing I…