It was unexpected.. I had to go to a village that was marooned in heavy rains in what they say God's Own Country.. I just watched the morning mist.. and then, heavy downpour.. roads were the same, so were people.. houses of course were duplex and looked a lot refined.. most of the palatial bungalows were locked from outside.. yes, someone said all of them were in Middle Eastern countries.. working in the deserts to make more money.. Here are some pictures that made me feel that strange pang of nostalgia..
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