The end game has began...I have started selling off my carefully bought items...packing pieces of memories in a bubble wrap...some of them were purchased from downtown london...some from a smiling lady in Stirling....all are memories...
It's time to leave....I have always felt a very special attachment to highlands...its clear blue skies..and cold wind are absolute delight to me...stopping by wee shop to buy hot soup and whipped mayonnaise sandwich...It made me long for Haldwani and Kathgheria..my childhood dream places...
I had good time here...much away from hustle of Bangalore...
I found peace here...weekend trips to highlands or Portobello beach..lazily walking around princes street, while looking towards majestic Edinburgh castle...sounds of Auld Lang Syne floods the street..
I was lonely here..couple of calls..that's was all for the day...once I go back..I will have my responsibilities...family...a billion population and color to greet me...
I wish India had a Aviemore...
It's time to leave....I have always felt a very special attachment to highlands...its clear blue skies..and cold wind are absolute delight to me...stopping by wee shop to buy hot soup and whipped mayonnaise sandwich...It made me long for Haldwani and Kathgheria..my childhood dream places...
I had good time here...much away from hustle of Bangalore...
I found peace here...weekend trips to highlands or Portobello beach..lazily walking around princes street, while looking towards majestic Edinburgh castle...sounds of Auld Lang Syne floods the street..
I was lonely here..couple of calls..that's was all for the day...once I go back..I will have my responsibilities...family...a billion population and color to greet me...
I wish India had a Aviemore...
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