COUNTRY RETREAT

hidden away

Do not be surprised seeing me lost. I spent months hidden away in my country retreat – and in fact – I am still missing. Living at the limbo between country retreat and the blog sphere I used to wandering in – that sometimes I surface myself a tad too. And here I am.

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Little things

It may be seen that repetition is taking place now – I must say – these tiny changes or remodelling trivial – on the contrary excites my sight most. Yet repetition is killing inside, long before I calmed myself down to embrace those little changes.

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OFF WHITE

Tinge. As the white roses have pink tinged to it. As the sky has sometimes red tinge during dusk, has sometimes violet, has sometimes orange. Things have been plain sailing. Even I was in a buoyant zone – you know – having very little sleep and excitement for the upcoming plans were all about it. As far as I’m concerned, expecting everything without a hitch sums it all up too.

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