July 2026 :
- 5 am in the morning
- Buddha Park, Chandrashekhar Pur.
Rains fell. Morning broke as I stepped into Buddha Park that day—and my world simply stopped.Before me, a masterpiece. Nature’s brush, dipping deep into emerald. Every leaf green. Every stone washed clean.A soft drizzle fell. Pitter-patter. The quiet was punctuated only by a restless cuckoo.
Then, it too went silent. The rain sang alone. I stood sheltered, yet entirely undone. The sound of solitude rushed in—heavy, healing, absolute.
Come closer, my friends. Step into this frame along with me.
Breathe this cool air, and let the noise of the daily rush fade. Let us lose ourselves right here, together, at the feet of rain-drenched Mother Nature.
Sunday, 26 July 2026
