I can wish that the weekend should have been better, but I'll just put it to rest and move on.
I got out of the house, on a little trip. A trip to a place so familiar, my second home, Coorg. The hills always call and if you hear carefully to the city winds, you will know the hills are calling you. There are few places on earth that make you feel like you were … Continue reading On the road
I am at the mercy of time.