my mornings
It was a fantastic summer evening at kangra valley. Sun appeared to be tired after day’s hard work. The clean blue sky was full of birds as they also appeared freaking out like us in the valley. They formed different shapes with perfect alignment and coordination among themselves and with each passing minute, as the valley was submerging in darkness, the scenery was becoming more and more charming. Fields in the villages were full of ladies and children , who were busy collecting livestock for their animals. As the sun was setting down , the Dhauladhars changed their colors very frequently from white to orange to red and so on……….and this kind of nature was good enough to evoke the inactive poet in any human being. Everything appeared perfect from inside of my Bugatti Veyron. Trees zoomed past as this 2 tonne monster roared on highway. Its Quadra turbo charged W16 engine produced an awesome power of over a thousand horse powers. Onlo...