Old memories...
Walking down those misty roads.
Fresh green,
the smell of wet moss and... dew.
Slushy roads.
Often lone drops of water fall on to you.
It is cold.
You wait for a clearing.
The sun.
It is good for a brief period of time.
The mist, the cold, the wet and the green.
They take you to Never Never land.
Where man treads not.
Animals are few.
The air is rare.
But today... there is you!!!
To achieve.
The experience is a must.
(photo credits: Siddharth Joshi)
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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