The monsoon clouds are charging in from the southwest. The patches of sky between them are deep blue. As the clouds move on, the sun peeps through the spaces occasionally flooding the land with a pure white light and then hides again! The air is crystal clear and you can see very far. The trees are fresh green... A cool breeze keeps you company.
But you know you are missing someone...
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umm, somebody is romantic. So, what's the capital of Nostalgia?
Arunima,
According to me the capital of Nostalgia is Mysore. It can vary from person to person... :)
Yes, you're always missing someone. You only begin to enjoy yourself when the realization comes crashing on you and then it's all downhill.
Beautiful,Such a sight always brings back memories of someone:)
What makes u think so, Reshma?
Thanks Akruti!
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