Rudya Aditya

Tag: sun

  • Sitting in My Garden

    The sun is warm on my neck. The wind is still chilly, coming down from mountain tops still covered in snow. The smell of dry earth is like a parched well, longing for rain. It’s a strange combination. When the wind dies down, the sun stings the back of my neck. When the wind picks…

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  • Morning Sun

    I like the sunrays in the morning, peeking out from behind the buildings. It’s soft now, but soon it will turn harsh. Enjoy it while you can.

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    Morning Sun in Dahisar, Mumbai

  • Republic Day Nostalgia

    Dear Reader, Today is India’s Republic Day and also a Sunday. When we were kids, we always hated when a national holiday fell on a Sunday. We felt like we were being robbed of a holiday. But that doesn’t bother me anymore, especially as I’ve not grown into the normal adult world of weekdays and…

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    Rudya