Mittal Darji
“Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto the birds, Gusts and foul flaws to herdmen and to herds.�
I have walked enough. I have travelled enough. I have journeyed enough. I have worked enough. I have toiled enough. I have enjoyed enough. I have loved enough. I have suffered enough. Now I wish I could simply take a graceful turn like this path, and vanish into oblivion forever.
Professor Dr Anand V Patwardhan
Jinay Nagori Smoking Blues
Anmol Chandhok
Just another day gone by... Or is it a brand new dawn?
Life is like a spider web. Beautiful at first sight and looks simple to create, but in comparison to the world around it, its actually more elaborate than it seems. In one swift movement, it can be taken apart, ripped to shred, but that's when you learn to build up the strength to rebuild it, make it even better than it was before ď Š
Kheizar Thakur
Parth Vaidya
The Benches ď Š : Thousand moment .Infinite Memories.
Rutvik Marathe
Composing is like driving down a foggy road toward a house. Slowly you see more details of the house-the colour of slates and bricks, the shape of the windows. The notes are the bricks and mortar of the house - benjamin britten This was taken 4 years ago in California on a foggy evening.
Natarajan Srikrishnan
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One of the best Chrysanthemums I spotted in the gardens of Himalayan Flower Centre, Darjeeling. PS: Tricolors are really rare
Ghata Nirmal
Sneha Rathi Mystical, Magical, Tranquil place At Periyar Wildlife Sanctuary
Arun Dev
No island is a man lonely on all four sides with the door left unknocked and the bell left unrung, waiting to be finished with the wait so heavy like the non-beat of abass drum, silent in its unrest. The soundrings steady upon the unsoliciting shores.
Akshay Kapadia
“I thought of you and how you love this beauty, And walking up the long beach all alone heard the waves breaking in measured thunder As you and I once heard their monotone. Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me The cold and sparkling silver of the sea --We two will pass through death and ages lengthen Before you hear that sound again with me.
Avoni Gharde
“Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me.�
Shruti Thakur Sharing is Caring ď Š
Shivani Desai This universe,with stars as kisses from God, with the trees like paint brushes pretending to touch the sky, with branches artistically posing as models, but with the loudest cry.
Surabhi Anurag
Akshat Mullerpatan Against the sky ď Š
Vidhi Khanna
Parliament house at Belfast. Amazing city. Charming people.
Divya Agarwal
Parth Vaidya
Sawali Navare“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.�
Sanket Sabnis
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