Far in the mountains
Array of houses
Blue, green, yellow, red
and all that bright colours
Array of houses
Blue, green, yellow, red
and all that bright colours
Eucalyptus standing adjacent to the silver oaks
The brown barks detaching themselves from the trees
Like
Remembrance of ancestors
in a crumbling house
She takes a bicycle ride in the hilly terrain
The up hills are tough ride
The downhill is an effortless flow
Whatever goes up has to come down
She thinks in the chilled morning veranda
Nilgiri is like a dream soaked in history....
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