Unbroken
The mighty mountains in Spiti braving the cruel cold and standing tall. But the scars of the cold winds are clearly visible.
A Call of Hope
The sun was high in the sky, but the winter chill still gripped the mountainside. A lone female fox, her rusty red fur barely enough to protect her from the…
The Rise and Rise of the Mind
Part 1 is here As a child, when someone asked me what is 2+2, the answer would come after a small (considerable) pause. I believe a request-response relationship was established…
Guardian of the Lake
We were the best of friends. And we had many ‘other’ friends. Yet, the two of us have something special. Almost born on the same day, we were virtually…
Legends of the Fall
This is the only time of year when looking up fills me with joy, and that’s saying a lot for a rock like me, who is over a million years…
