The road to Jajjhar is one of the best I have ever ridden on.
The air was crisp, the Bullet ate up the miles and I did not want to stop.
But, stop I did, at a spot where this family was watering the fields and savoring their hukkah.
For some inexplicable reason, it felt so good sitting with these beautiful people making small talk.
The air was crisp, the Bullet ate up the miles and I did not want to stop.
But, stop I did, at a spot where this family was watering the fields and savoring their hukkah.
For some inexplicable reason, it felt so good sitting with these beautiful people making small talk.
I like the shot as it is in B&W and seems ageless.......would have loved to see a pic of the bullet too....
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. The b&w pics are special
ReplyDeleteIt would have infinitely better if you had sketched them. I can even visualize a sketch of the top pic with hukkah etc.
ReplyDeleteObviously you were enjoying the bullet so much that you couldnt visualize a sketch.....ah well........
You once said when you itches, you sketches. Hope you itch a whole lot more!!!
Jay san- thanks for comments. will put up the Bullet pic soon.
ReplyDeleteAhana- domo!
Ramesh san, Hokay Hokay. some sketches coming up soon... am itching...