My recent travel to the city of dreams was not all troubles, it was part fun too.
It started with work and meetings and conferences for three continuous days, and then there were two days of adventure and pleasure and peace. At least so I thought. But from then on everything turned downhill, very unexpectedly, and my stay had to be extended for another 5 days. And those five days I will never ever want to remember. And if possible, I’d erase them, but since I cannot erase them, at least I can try and forget them.
Below is a pictorial journey through my days in and around the city of dreams.
The journey starts:
My stay for the first three days: (And I was loving it :-D)
When you are served a royal treat:
But it’s not your cup of tea, so you turn to a lighter version next morning 😉
And after a long tiring day, you think of something like this:
But after one glass no one filled me another 😦 and so I decided to take my book and an empty glass and head (alone 😉 ) towards:
The next morning I take out the time to admire the beautiful view from my room and I was in full awe of it.
Well the view was accompanied with yet another cup of coffee
Though the day started as soothingly as it could be, but it went to be the most tiring one. This did not stop me however, from admiring the night view from my room:
The third day was even more tiring, running from one place to another, travelling in trains, rickshaws, cabs, and what not. I was so drenched by the end of the day that I dare not look at myself in here:
All I could see was my bed, and I had the only desire to go and just drowse off on it. No thoughts of food or drinks, or reading a book or even that wonderful warm bath could drag me out of it:
And I slept off, talking to someone on the phone, not even getting out of my day dress:
Enough for now, I will get back to the more awesomeness soon.
Nice😀
Penned well with those photographs
Enjoyed reading 💜
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Thanks for making my evening noteworthy with that city of dreaMs
It’s really a city of dreaMs
& Reading your post is also somewhat like a dreaming – it’s really a dream
Keep sharing 💜
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Thanks a lot Akshaya.. I am glad you like the pictures.
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Picture post story 👍
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Thank you Radhika.
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Seems you had a wonderful stay there. Enjoyed reading this along with photos.
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Thanks Megala.
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it seems that you had some great tie Moushmi 🙂
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Absolutely 🙂 Thanks Ben.
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Loved your picture story!❤️
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Thanks dear.
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Why did you just stop? It was like someone is making me read through pictures. The pictures were an enhancement on your words. Great shots 📷
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Thanks Aditiiiiii
I stopped because I wanted to :-p To keep you waiting 😀
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Looks like a luxurious stay. Wonderful pictures. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Pics were fabulous… The part 2 was even better… It was wonderful. Keep clicking more pics
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Thank you Shalini 🙂
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Loved the thought trail.
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Thank you.
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You are welcome
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Omg that first picture is you and marine drive!!!!! 😀😀😀😀 wowww….that’s like a happy reunion of lovers!! Glad you enjoyed your last visit here!! The scenic beauty!!
Your dress reminds me of picasso! 😛
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Hahahaha oh, I love him alright, but does he love me? NOOOOOO he has ther lovers!!
Really, I even had to go back to the post to see what dress are you talking about! I like it still.
PS: I didn’t enjoy all of it@
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Oh he loves you and misses you a lot! He may be having many admirers but no lovers….true love is you only….one who has the genuine passion and attachment with him!! He realized it more after you left!!
Haha yes that dress is unique and beautiful….colors and abstraction give it that attraction! Your choices are good no doubt!!
PS: so just remember the parts you enjoyed….purge the rest 😀
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