My quest for a minimal photo backdrop had finally found an answer. The locals informed that the place “is not actually that interesting”. But fueled with the need to recharge post-Eid relatives visits, i stubbornly insisted to go. And apparently, the place is exactly how i want it to be. Continue reading
To mark the end of the longest abandonment I’ve ever done to my blog, firstly I must clarify that I am still breathing and alive.
Secondly, for the sake of your attention span, i’m going to cut the part where i explain how dementor-ish the sixth semester is, and skip along to my latest where-i-stands (beside the bermuda triangle of home-dorm-campus).
One morning last week, i wander around a tea plantation, pre-shower, sweating under the chunky knit i wore on such sunshiny morning, carrying no photography device better than a point-and-shoot camera several years behind the time, and no photographer better than my baby sister,
yet i regret nothing.