“What is but a mirage, a product of the mind, Or is it a greater truth, one that is of another kind?” When we hiked back from San Pedro to Las Negras, we were presented with rugged, arid paths that seemed perpetual. However, each had a dramatic end, and their first glimpse always offered a […]
“A city stands tall, Even when regimes fall The fortress keeps guard, And its beauty slays bards” Granada is a beautiful city, built on mountains, protected by the mighty Alhambra, and gifted with the most amazing people.
The Dzukou Valley is nothing like I ve seen before – beautiful rolling hills covered with the softest of grass. The valley seems like a choreographed show where every hill has a role to play. It is the closest you would get to looking at a painting and getting swallowed in it.
Oscillating I am, within the realms Of Truth and Untruth, Travelling I am through the expanse of Time, Speculating I am on what is yonder, Seeking I am what is within
The hypnotic Queens Bath at the Alcazar of Sevilla. I could spend all day watching the long stretch of the orange hued-walls and their reflection in the water. Queen or no queen 🙂
As we climbed up Mirador de San Miguel Alto, leaving behind the Albaicin area, we walked passed a curious guy in a torn suit and a hat, pushing a pram. On our way back, we saw him seated on the pram, painting the Alhambra. As we closed in, I stopped to admire the painting. “Take […]
“Phoenix…. rise from the ashes” commanded the head-priest of the Kamakah Temple in Sumanatra, the valley of holiness. “Rise from these ashes, Phoenix and bestow upon us blessings from the great God, Kamakah… Rise from these ashes, to fortify our faith in the alpha and omega… Rise from these ashes, to bring us salvation… Rise […]