As I sat watching the sun rise over the sea, a distant fishing boat gliding across, the only sound heard was that of the softly breathing waves and this eternal love story unfolded in front of my eyes
My Home
I am alone. Not even my shadow is accompanying me. I climb the last step, the cool breeze slaps on my face, my eyes get transfixed, almost a meditative trance, spread before me are myriad shades of green, dotted with yellow and pink swaying flowers, blending effortlessly into the shimmering silvery grey of the water... Continue Reading →
Kashmir in the time of unrest
This is a first hand account of having traveled to Kashmir during the time of unrest in Feb 2019 post the Pulwama attack.