There is magic in mornings , in white mist.
And green suns.
The eager buzz of bees , the coffee aroma.
Mating with my senses there is a knowing in it .
When all is silent , all serene.
The rest of the world bound is Slumber’s sheet.
It is at this aboriginal hour , that a man can wake
And dream at the very same time
– this is when we live ❤
Hey there people ! How are you guys ? I am on a vacay mode right now and do not wish to do anything apart from sleeping and watching my favorite shows on Netflix coz I am hoommme 😀 Although I met my good friend Pranoy in town and we are planning to do something quite interesting and exciting together 🙂
So stay tuned guys and keep sending those wonderful emails to me , I know I haven’t posted at all in a while as I have been a little busy but will be back with lots of posts and stories for you peeps ! :*
Also don’t forget to check out Pranoy Biswas’s website for some pictures that are one of a kind 🙂 http://www.theaddictedyogi.com