Interspersed with smoke in the thickly polluted air of Delhi, was a distinct aroma of Mughlai food. Mingled with the congested roads of Karolbagh and Vikas Marg, was a walk through Indian history. Like it or not, such is the beauty of this capital city. Continue reading “Dreaming of Delhi”
One balmy summer’s day,
the sun began its journey to the west,
we started ours to the north
to see life outside of the nest.
Weather not so dabby
moors not too shabby
you, me, the road and a car
we traveled lands afar.
– ME (copyright) Continue reading “A Roadtrip to Scotland”
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