___my wanderings through Kerala, Rajasthan and Gujarat___ all photographs taken by me
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Contemplating sunset.
A Temple, two Monkeys, and a Cloud.
Until the fingers of a master entice
A prettier music, thus mist and dreams
Play around us, until the beloved returns,
And charges us with life and spirit.
Friedrich Holderlin
Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling. Gilbert K. Chesterton
[...] But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything--what a waste! André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name