Things I loved about Dehradun & Mussoorie, heavens on earth where I ve lived a sizeable chunk of my life
Massive trees like guardians watching over me
Winds playing their sweet music with the leaves
If silence is golden, then I was a rich man those days
Vast open expanses, where the sky was in full unintruded view. We had no secrets from each other
The song of the birds, and not the noise of traffic
The playful squirrels, who enthralled me for hours together
The impenetrable mist, which gave me my space, and a secret space to cry in
I miss the natural surroundings, the clean air, the picturesque panoramas.
When will I see you again?