Rainbow baskets of a leafy trail. 🌈 πŸƒ πŸŒ³

During the early hours of a fine summer morning, β˜€οΈ I found myself walking down a patchy little trail. Surrounded by lush greens, wildflowers, birds and butterflies, Oh! there flies a lil’ Himalayan blue-tail. 🐦 Almost halfway down the scenic pathway, On the opposite, lies a sea of blue-green ridges,β›° Enchanting enough to drive all … Continue reading Rainbow baskets of a leafy trail. 🌈 πŸƒ πŸŒ³

What dreams are truly made of? πŸŽ

οΏΌ What is your dream career? 10 years ago, my answer to this question, certainly would’ve been different. Most of my life, I’ve lived speeding and chasing after those dreams I once thought would fulfill me, trying to achieve all that I thought would bring me contentment and possibly some sort of acceptance and recognition … Continue reading What dreams are truly made of? πŸŽ

Winter twilight, paints its tale. πŸ‚πŸŒΎπŸŽ‹πŸ‡

Window of my room, opens up the window in my heart. πŸ’›πŸ‘ πŸ’¬βœ¨ Ice cold feet and hands dry, lips chapped and nails brittle, unforgiving nights and biting cold mornings. Despite all the hardships that every species on this planet has to endure during this season called β€œWinter”, (as opposed to it’s harsh characteristics) there … Continue reading Winter twilight, paints its tale. πŸ‚πŸŒΎπŸŽ‹πŸ‡