I have been pondering over my next blog article for quite some time now. My emotional instability during this period vetoed me from concentrating on my blog. But I needed to take a break from all that and return to my passion despite the fact that a lot was changing in my life. Summing up all courage remotely available within me, I decided to emphasize on what a part of my life felt like, as I was finally walking alone. Moving on is strange. You are always hoping that with each day, things will get easier, but there’s like a small cloud of sorrow over your head all the time and it’s always raining tears. And then, suddenly you get tired of the rain and long for a little sunshine. For the first time in days, you want to move forward and leave the pains behind. So you think all’s done and dusted and you are ready to start a new life. What is behind has been left behind and you are all ready to look ahead with renewed vigor and enthusiasm. The laughter and fun seem to be back, again, with...
What is life without moments that take our breath away? Moments that make us laugh, make us cry? Moments that make life worth living? Travel is to the soul what food is to the body. Imagine a walk to a waterfall that makes you forget your worries. An azure Sky that urges you to embark on a soul-searching trip. Placid seas, lush-green mountains. Imagine heaven on earth. This blog is an effort to cling to such moments and transform them into words. Distinctiveness. Words. Life. Travel.