Ok! Ok! honesty is the best policy. I mean, yeah I was busy, but I was also not exactly inspired to talk to you. Happens, right? And then, while rummaging through my drawer, I came across an old pen-drive. And when I plugged it in, I came across some stunning photographs of certain places visited, some lands discovered, few people befriended, and lots of memories unloaded. And then I felt very inspired to talk to you.
Lets unlock this treasure trove straight away:
The trees speak to me with their swinging leaves
and the pretty hued bird prances peacefully through the nature's weaves
Even though the city is far removed from my native place
in umpteen ways it reminds of my childhood
And do you see what I see?
The roots becoming one with the branches-
This oneoness is what 'growth' is about
The thing about Taj Madurai is that it practically has a jungle of it's own
and this city girl fell in love with the forest and the woods..
The grand entrance
If I could, I would
hold your hands and take you through the array of sweets
and thrust a piece in your mouth, as you smell the delicious smells
The mess culture of Madurai is its best feature,
I have tried several famed placed in Mumbai for that authentic south indian flavors,
but alas! nothing has ever come even remotely close
The massive pillars whisper stories
of centuries passed by
of rulers they outlived
and listen to what I have to say
just so that they can pass them on to who ever cares to listen
@Thirumalai Nayakkar Mahal-
Emperors and their love for thrones
On those foliated arches, do you spot Pegasus?
And here's some local food served on a 'thela'
The 'busyness' of life
Colors, people, vehicles- exploding
Chaotic, bursting to its seams, loud, Indian- Markets of Madurai
@Meenakshi temple
While I explore and think about deep meanings
my little one enjoy..
and just behind the back of religion
commerce thrives
@the buzzing markets behind the Meenakshi temple
Faith and religion
beauty and light
moments and eternity
all interwined, all here
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