Breathing fresh pure air….


I didn’t take a picture of the journey. It was too serene to disrupt the moving trees, hills, clouds and the waterfalls. I didn’t even take a picture of the passing natives in their saris and jewellery or of their cows gracefully meandering the roads, also wearing bright necklaces made of beads, lovingly decorated by their keepers. Three hours away from the bustling mumbai, I found this piece of heaven, further from the more tourist friendly hillstations.Rains had not yet started. Only silence. And this one picture to remind me of the adventure.