The Narrow By-lanes of Amsterdam

In Bruges, In Brussels

A part of me is still there

And will be;

Where I traveled

Cycling

And walking

On the cobbled roads

Weaving imaginations

With the real

On a moonlit night

With open tresses,

Dancing along the wind,

With bated breath

And eyes closed

I could see the city

And walk on its history

Back and forth in time

With you

Before sunrise…

Old Mazgaon

Learning from Milind Mulick's book...

Hexagonal Thoughts

Building Blocks

Lillette

My first Madhubani