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Belonging to a really small town in Assam, i had this dream of always moving to the city! When I was in 12th, i desperately wanted to move to Delhi/ncr. But my luck wasnt in my favor and i got admission in guwahati. Its not that i dont love this city,but Delhi's charm was something different during teenage. I thoroughly enjoyed my 4 years of engineering (of course , we all do!) And i fall in love with this city beautiful head over heels. Finally, it was the time to move to my dream place as my job demanded the same.
But my dream city seemed to be cheating on me. on my first day of commuting via metro, i realised, everyone is running and running after something which even they dont knw. Then I found when people say "take care", they really dont mean the words. They also dont mean many such words which they say.
Ogling at ladies/ girls is a very common thing here. Star gazing is something i carve for and the nights made me miss home even more. Trying to fit into the life of all these artificial things, i felt i hv lost myself in between.
And now, in my journey to find myself, i hv taken a step forward in the form of travelling n writing! These two things give me freedom. Freedom to learn and unlearn. After all we are here for a short duration, and i wish when m taking my last breaths with my past flashing in front of me...the movie should be wrth watching 😊❤️#portraitsofficial#portraitsindia#photo_portico#himalayangirls#realhimalayangirls @photographers.team