Call of the Valley

Mountain spirits have possessed me. Those jagged, towering, sky challenging, snow-tipped peaks. Impatient, naughty, unruly, yet happy streams. Curvy clean yet so transient-ish roads. Cute dogs and fluffy pups. Simple people. Stark landscapes. Punctuating waterfalls. All these gladden the heart even while I am writing this. This possession is becoming obsessive, for we had set…

Tapestry

Life. Joyous. Painful. Hurting. Hopeful. Changing. Tenacious. As we move on with it and grow, it is tough to describe us and our lives in one word. Only word that come to me is continuous Or changing. The march goes on and we grow. As it changes we get defined. We change. Sometimes the changes…