My quest these days is to unbridle my inner child. To wake up every day and make choices that will make me happy, right then in the moment or that day. I’m not really on a truth quest 🙂
‘We must see Shravanabelagola’, said the General. And so we went for another detour, off the highway, meandering through the country roads, sleepy villages and riotous fields till we caught a glimpse of the colossal monolithic statue of Gommateshvara on Vindyagiri Hill.
“He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.” – –
There is something so warm and reassuring about window boxes with vibrant fresh flowers. It says that someone out there cares! – – – See more windows here.
The level of water in Tungabhadra dam at Hospet has been gradually increasing, thanks to good spells of rain in the catchment area in the recent past. ––––The water level in the reservoir should touch at least 1,600 ft when the floodgates open to release water into canals, which would irrigate about 1.5 lakh hectares… Read More When the floodgates open
Cheery hues of pink make these chilly winter days a wee bit less bleak. Happy holidays y’all! 🙂
A stroll on the beach.. smell the sea, hear the waves crashing against the shoreline, feel the granular sand under my feet.. and then comes the sun on the horizon appearing so close, almost reachable…bliss!
“dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun.” ~ Simon Raven
“Every horizon, upon being reached, reveals another beckoning in the distance. Always, I am on the threshold.” ~ W. Eugene Smith – “There’s another horizon out there, one that you have to make for yourself and let other people discover it, and someone else will take it further on, you know.” ~ Gordon Parks – These pics… Read More Horizon over rooftops
Is it just me or do I see all hues of mauve everywhere this season…a shy sprinkle here, a bold splash there…’pink trying to be purple’ or maybe the other way around 🙂 – “Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…”― Susan Polis – “Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence… Read More Mauve matters