I wish everyone gets to experience the monsoon in Mumbai, at least once in their lifetime. The rains bring with them a poetic charm to the city like no other season. My house is on the ground floor of the building. From this place in my balcony, I'm one of the last recipients of these blessings showered upon us by the thunderous clouds. As I look up, the collage of lights on the skyscrapers around me look like shining stars on a clear night. The scent of the wet earth reverberates through the atmosphere such that for a second I forget that I live in the heart of one of the biggest urban metropolitan cities on the planet.
Happiness is Stardust
Happiness is Stardust
Happiness is Stardust
I wish everyone gets to experience the monsoon in Mumbai, at least once in their lifetime. The rains bring with them a poetic charm to the city like no other season. My house is on the ground floor of the building. From this place in my balcony, I'm one of the last recipients of these blessings showered upon us by the thunderous clouds. As I look up, the collage of lights on the skyscrapers around me look like shining stars on a clear night. The scent of the wet earth reverberates through the atmosphere such that for a second I forget that I live in the heart of one of the biggest urban metropolitan cities on the planet.