Photographying an affair with rhododendrons after all. (Himachal Pradesh)
Tiny little drops of water are orchestrating outside my window. A few making a splash onto the neem leaves, a handful darting towards the glass window, while a cloudful of them hitting the ground. Along comes the crackling lightening settling for nothing less, but making itself seen through a tiny space between purple curtains. And, I at this hour that is as appropriate as any have already transported myself to: pahad!