On a road to Nainital…uphill…evening…
A strange evening…awkwardly silent…unknown birds chirping…last rays of sun on the hill side geranium has created a complex pattern…the sun is just a small dot on the infinite color palette of true iris blue…hill station is lit up with a soft techno-color opulence …faint glows of Nainital can be seen on the valley halfway towards my village...windy...Slightly chilly…mountain flowers in full bloom…their unusual fragrance fixed with the calm evening has created a symphony to my senses…stars…in thousands are giving me a delightful company in this utter solitude…
I lie down on the grass…tucked into a dense forest…
I close my eyes…
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