It rained the past few days. Spurts of shower, not enough to jeopardize movement across the city. This morning a blue sky opened up. Sunshine that was bright n' warm, enough to dry up washing on the line within two hours. Squirrels gathered for a mid-street conference on relative merits of nutty food on offer in adjoining gardens. The cranky sobered up, the sober had Tourette's.
BHARAT KI CHHAVIYAAN India is a land that is best reflected in its myriad colourful and contradictory; lively and timeless images of an eternal way of life. This blog is an ode to the timeless moments of the Indian Life.
Friday, 7 September 2018
YEAR OF THE FROG
It rained the past few days. Spurts of shower, not enough to jeopardize movement across the city. This morning a blue sky opened up. Sunshine that was bright n' warm, enough to dry up washing on the line within two hours. Squirrels gathered for a mid-street conference on relative merits of nutty food on offer in adjoining gardens. The cranky sobered up, the sober had Tourette's.
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