on a cold December day! Some images.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Umiam Lake
Our next-door neighbour, the state of Meghalaya, has
several scenic spots. Umiam Lake pictured below is
one such destination. Also known as Barapani, it was
created when a hydro-electric project was constucted
on the Umiam river. It's an angler's paradise and offers
boating and kayaking facilities. The hills, the shimmer-
ing waters of the lake and the pine make it all look so
beautiful.

My son Nishant (with cap) and nephew Joysho pose against
the Umiam backdrop.
several scenic spots. Umiam Lake pictured below is
one such destination. Also known as Barapani, it was
created when a hydro-electric project was constucted
on the Umiam river. It's an angler's paradise and offers
boating and kayaking facilities. The hills, the shimmer-
ing waters of the lake and the pine make it all look so
beautiful.
My son Nishant (with cap) and nephew Joysho pose against
the Umiam backdrop.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Beautiful Meghalaya
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!
SAARE JAHAN SE ACHCHA
HINDUSTAN HAMARA....
To all my compatriots----A very happy
INDEPENDENCE DAY!!
HINDUSTAN HAMARA....
To all my compatriots----A very happy
INDEPENDENCE DAY!!
Sunday, August 3, 2008
My first-born turns Seventeen!
Raja, my first-born turned 17 today. And as his friends
trooped in, one after the other, the thought that came to
me was, 'Time really flies!' Strapping young boys and
lovely girls on the threshold of a promising future! My
son did not want his photos to be posted so I'm posting
the flowers and the cake. A friend of mine baked this
light summery lemon cake as Raja cannot have any other kind.
To my son--a very happy birthday, and to everyone--a won-
derful life ahead. Joy, happiness, and the strength to
tackle life's sudden turns with grace and fortitude!
Happy birthday, son!
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I love....
- Dew on the bamboo, yellow flowers and orange sunsets, the sound of rain...the whistle of the wind, the rush of flowing water, the smell of woodsmoke, the crackle of a wood fire,the moon in all its phases.......