So one fine day i pack my bags and decide to just disappear from the city traffic, busy lifestyle, people with fake emotions.
Im not a hardcore traveller but this time i felt different. Right from the minute i boarded the bus, i was a different person altogether. It was as if i have started my journey in search of something more meaningful!
There is something very beautiful about travelling. Its the urge to not stop at any point. Meeting different people makes you think loud. People with different ethnic background, different perception, different language enriches the whole experience.
This old building was spotted at the right time when i was craving for some beauty!
