The joy of being up above the cloudsWatching the city down below disappear under fluffly massesFeasting on the beautiful sun rising/settingWanting to reach out the window and grab some of the white cotton like cloud I love the clouds and can spend hours staring at...
It amazes me to no end watching people – i can do this for hours and not go bored.. NO, i am not stalking them or being creepy crawly… While sitting in the station waiting for the train, or at the airport to pick up my uncle or friend, there are times when...
When my parents got married, they lived in this then small town called Coimbatore for about 2-3yrs… i dont remember much about the place, or the house we lived in, but mom says it was a good bunch of years… Apparently, gramma’s cousin’s kids...
A lady battling with a crying child… who just wont stop crying… and her hubby is busy bonding with some classmate he bumped into on the train 2 guys travelling to a different city for Visa interview… exchanging notes on how much their work sucks and...
Just when i thought i should blog more, Blogadda has come up with a Travel Photos contest with Pringoo.Travel and photography are 2 things i adore, and cant get enough of. So, without wasting time i decided to sift through my computer, Picasa, and other albums,...
