via Photo Challenge: Heritage
I never get tired of talking about the Indian culture and heritage. And this weeks’ photo challenge has given me yet another reason to flaunt about this wonderful country. There are so many Indian things that resonate with the word Heritage. I had a difficult time choosing from loads of images of different food items, monuments, dresses and so much more.
Continue reading Ganapati Bappa…Morya!
via Daily Prompt: Collaboration
Happy Siblings Day you clown!!
To my sweet, little, devilish, mad and crazy ass sister! There are millions of things that I do every day in Collaboration with her.
Continue reading Sisters in Crime!
via Daily Prompt: Trace
She stood at the window staring out at the vast expanse of the sky, her eyes reflecting the crystal blue canopy. There was not a Trace of the last night’s storm. The clear skies and calmness that followed after the thunderstorms always amazed her.
She found strength in that. If the skies could scream, bleed and cry the whole night and still be this calm and beautiful the next morning then so could she!
via Daily Prompt: Detonate
Each morning I’m greeted by the lovely sight of grey monsoon skies. These huge water balloons float in every day waiting to Detonate! And I’m literally dying to hear the familiar plitter-platter.
Continue reading Monsoon Greys
via Daily Prompt: Impression
I know this doesn’t actually fit. But from the time that I have read today’s prompt, all I can think about is a particularly hilarious bit from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
This scene just cracks me up every time I read Half Blood Prince and I have read it more than a dozen of times! I’m a Harry Potter fan through and through (Not obsessed with it but). And Ron Weasley is one of my favourite characters. He is witty, hilarious and has some awesome retorts all the time!
Continue reading "Imprint of a departed soul"
via Daily Prompt: Descend
It’s that time of the year again! Mangoes, jack-fruits, plums, ice lollies and lazy afternoons welcome me in my sweet little village. This time around I plan to spend as much of my time sitting in the mango grooves by the river and in the temples tucked in the hills far away.
Continue reading A Lullaby