Craving to reach to my skies,
where the clouds float like dancing snow balls,
widespread green lands welcome abode,
to every step that falls on this land….
Warm feelings of people around,
the sweet scent of the wet ground,
drizzling monsoons washing the sadness,
purifying our thoughts and filling the hollowness.
Months later I am coming back,
to my place and to my land,
missed every loving glance,
craved the fresh breath of freedom,
which we get here in inheritance….
HI ! Every one! shall be on vacation to my native land for sometime! But will surely be in touch and shall keep posting in between.Till then best wishes to all of you and Happy Blogging.
Love you and Miss you all,
Soumya
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