The first drop of rain that touches the earth does not recount the undoing of the fallen seasons, it sings of redemption, it creates the echo of gratitude. The first rain that touches the barren earth warms the soul of the hardest rocks; the rocks that were thus fashioned by the savage weathers. For sternness … Continue reading Malshej Ghat.. a Monsoon wonderland
Mumbai, my soul, my breath , my love. Today I have completed 3 years in Mumbai, the city of dreams where you can do anything or be anything. There is a constant rush, an unrest, an urgency that sets your system into motion with your heart throbbing and your emotions regurgitating. There is a desire … Continue reading Mumbai…my love
Happiness is best felt when shared. Its not only important to express our love to the people who care for us but its also important to care for the people around us. People who may not be related to us by love or friendship but people with whom we share the same sky, the same … Continue reading A Christmas Wish
I can hear the call of the sea, I can feel it communicating to my soul !! Here I return back to the sea..
Aishwarya_ the sailor 