A cold morning in Shimla. We hired a cab to move around the mountains up and downhill. There were these retaining walls made of boulders and concrete. The whole city is based on these slopes in the mountains. We went ot the topmost peak. And then took some pictures. The…

My favorite fruit is Orange I think. Because eating Mango is very cumbersome. Oranges are easy. Peel them eat them. Like bananas. There was this guy who used to bring one on the school bus. Also whenever he peeled the orange there would be a sudden smell of it in…

Duke of something, is a royal designation I think. Duke is also a bike. My first bike was a white 180 cc one. The test drive was an exciting adventure I’d say. I went with my parents and took a test drive at the showroom. It was nearby the place…

School and college fee receipts in yellow and pink colors. The only receipts I used to take care of. You have to go to the office to submit the school fee. Sometimes when my father visited the school to submit the fees, I used to have a sports period. I…

Diet coke has that taste missing from it. I don't know the specific characteristic but it feels like a bit of sugary at the end of your tongue. Not fizzy. Some sensation is missing that only coke provides. I never liked diet coke. My personal favorite soda is the Thumbs…

A hotdog was introduced to me in a bakery on the busy area on a short detour, on my way from home to school and back. We later realised that it was called a footlong sandwich not a hotdog. It had a vegetarian filling which used to be surprisingly warmer…

A blue tent on a windy opening over the mountain. The smell of Maggi and chai coming from the food stall nearby. Scattered blue domes over the valley with people inside. The scary wind trying to take you away with it. Pushing over your body making it hard to stand…

Can't recollect a memory about it. Haven't actually ever seen/noticed one properly. I remember the first time someone was painting using brushes and watercolors. Sheets of various pencil drawings waiting to be filled with colors. My distant maternal uncle’s house is in the village nearby my city. Drawing of an…

The red-tiled pavement aside the lake. Going parallelly with it is a bicycle lane. The blue water ahead reflecting the sky in it. Absolutely calm. No movement at all. Sounds of vehicles passing by, some cyclists too. A wet evening with wet roads, washed-up trees, and puddles. It had just…