01/12/2019
Sundown, sleeve down. Rhythm of my heart was upbeat. For early next day we would drive down to a land of utopia. Miles and miles of rice fields gave way to the majestic hills. Stopping briefly for ‘Lofcha’, a name coined by my brother-in-law for mini loaves had dunked in milk tea, a great love of my family, we proceeded to the hills which are graced first by the sun’s rays in our country, Arunachal. [ 1,427 more word ]
As the land of the dawn lit mountains readied itself for another day, the Paris Peacock, a pale blue and greenbutterfly danced around flying higher and higher, but not high enough to be burnt by th…
