Dear reader, As I went for a saunter around the neighborhood today, a flurry of Gulmohar leaves rained down on me. They were quite like butterflies, lightly flitting in the wind. Everything was bathed in shades of ochre - the gold of the sun, soft as his hand was, the fallen copper pod flowers that I gently trod upon; the scalloped petals of the Amaltas.
2. Vespers: evening prayers.
2. Vespers: evening prayers.
2. Vespers: evening prayers.
Dear reader, As I went for a saunter around the neighborhood today, a flurry of Gulmohar leaves rained down on me. They were quite like butterflies, lightly flitting in the wind. Everything was bathed in shades of ochre - the gold of the sun, soft as his hand was, the fallen copper pod flowers that I gently trod upon; the scalloped petals of the Amaltas.