Nothing can match the magic of Indian Monsoon, though not very big in Hyderabad like it is in Kerala and Mumbai, I still love the rains and the joys of sipping hot tea in my balcony looking at the falling rain and listening to the clouds roaring like a hundred tigers.
|Neela Aasman Kho Gaya!|
|Is Shehar Main Ek Sadak Thee! Woh Kahan Gayee Pata Nahi.|
|Ek Ruka Hua Shehar|
|Cotton Candy Never Looked Like This Before|
|Bhago Baarish Ayee|
|Bag Bun Gaya Umbrella|
|Chata Ek, Or Aadmee Teen, Bahut Nainsaafee Hai!|
|An Ad Balloon Bowing To The Mighty Monsoon|
I am eagerly waiting for Monsoon again, to soak in the rains and have the garam pakodas with hot cup of tea.