On Thinner Ice and the Deads of the Everest
A mass of white wall, a bastion that separates India from China, an adventure that beckoned many to achieve an impossible dream....
The Roots
I had grown up in Africa. My childhood and a large part of my adult life, thus, was spent on the lap of nature. It is said that once you live in Africa you carry her in your heart, no matter which part of the world you live in. I still long to catch a glimpse of the snows of Kilimanjaro or smell the Eucalyptus while taking a walk through the forest path. I still remember the wild giraffe running through the open field; its smooth coat glistened in the morning sun. I hope to share those wonderful memories and more through my blogs.