Dear Readers,
I am writing after a long hiatus and the reason for this is the insatiable desire inside me to travel and experience new vistas of this journey called life. Since the past few days, I was travelling down south in Goa and Karnataka and the sheer pleasure of immersing oneself in the monsoon drizzle kept me at a distance from all modes of technology and communication.
It would be futile to attempt at drawing a sketch of the scenic splendour that my eyes were greeted with this time because the vast range of spectacles that I saw have befuddled me. From the roaring coastline to the lush green thickets of the Western Ghats, so many colors were splashed on the canvass of my mind that to paint an exact copy seems improbable.
As of now, all I can say is that the feeling of coming home after a wonderful holiday envelops my soul at this very moment. On one hand, I am cozy in my room basking in the warmth of home-coming after days of vagabond bohemian peregrination but on the other hand, I lament the end of a dream wherein I had become habitually indigenous to a different landscape and cultural setting. My heart makes frantic calls to the part of my soul left behind on the western coasts of Mother India which is still getting soaked in the saawan downpours......
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