Summer morning at my village, North Sikkim.The little house was once my home, and now it’s just an abandoned shack.
Silent afternoon after the chaos. My siblings were tired and sleeping after throwing a fit. It’s hard to be an elder sister.
Cloudy and chilly summer afternoon, there were heavy downpours later.
Its always raining here, doesn’t matter if it’s summer, winter or spring. It’s always raining. i
Known for their terrace farming, I spend half of my summer at Martam, East Sikkim. It’s hot there and as compared to my village ,it does not rain much.
These feline creature have always been our family’s favourite, our grandad owns 5 of these. Look at how he is having his nap😄😽😻
the winding road and the black dog.
This place is known for the best view and strong wind which can blow you away😂, I exaggerated about that ‘blow you away’ part but this place really have strong wind. It’s always windy here. The place name literally translates to ‘Windy Valley’.
Half of my home…
My neighbour.😓 And the blue sky ofcourse.
THIS IS IT!!!
I KNOW MY PHOTOGRAPHY SUCKS BUT THIS IS WHAT I CAN DO WITHIN MY ABILITY, AND SINCE I AM THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY FROM MY HOME, I MISS IT.
I miss those mountains, river and fresh air, and mostly rain. And not to forget those home made food, and my stupid siblings.
Hope you enjoyed it.😓😅