The colours of Diu, India
If you always do what you’ve always done, you’ll always be where you’ve always been.
T. D. Jakes
In the faded old imperial palace, Peonies are red, but no one comes to see them... The Summer Palace by Witter Bynner
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed
from "The Rose" by Amanda McBroom
___my wanderings through Kerala, Rajasthan and Gujarat___ all photographs taken by me
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