Country Roads

An endless bridge, covered within the mystic fogs and the trees in distance. Sound of the water crashing against the rocks in the shallow depths of the river beneath. How often do we get to … Continue reading Country Roads

Beyond Death

“Even as I was born, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, unhurrying.” Have you ever read a book you loved so much that it left an emptiness in your life when … Continue reading Beyond Death

Vacation Blues

insulaphilia (n): a love of islands           Even as we approached the Port Blair airport, I fell in love with the serene blue waters, stroked with sea-green as if painted in oil by a dry … Continue reading Vacation Blues