And that’s how …#8

Mr. R’s place has always been fun, simple and yet soothing to stay. I never feel that I am at someone else’ place. And this time was no different.   The morning was the most lethargic time of the day here. The tiredness of all these days was drenched out from our body after aContinue reading “And that’s how …#8”

And that’s how …#7

Somehow I landed up with the amount of time to think about ‘The thing’ post the long interview of my brother and the extended wait, the travel and meeting the other people.  It was actually nothing and yet a lot of thing for me. It was something that was related to Miss. R and nowContinue reading “And that’s how …#7”