What we think of as destinations are actually milestones, coz noone knows where the road ends.

Of adulthood : All that I am and all that I could have been...

Of childhood : When a toy was all that I could break...

Of childhood : When paper boats were enough to carry my imaginations far far away..

Don't ask me about time...I am just back from Puducherry :)

Nitisha Singh loves the morning sunshine in Bangalore coz its seldom that both of them rise together :)

The familiar retreat, nature, food, the smell of the sea.... Dear weekend, waiting for you eagerly

While we renounce our dreams for the peace of Sunday afternoons, lets not at least fool ourselves by passing it as maturity.