I was right there, in the middle of nowhere, gulped by the foggy and misty ambience of Almora winters, discovering myself in the dull silent morning when most people would have preferred cozy quilts and coffee instead. (piece in caption) *humko kiske gum ne mara– part 2* I was right there, in the middle of nowhere, gulped by the foggy and misty ambience of Almora winters, discovering myself in the dull silent morning when most people would have preferred cozy quilts and coffee instead. It's not that I didn't like quilts and coffee, and it's not that I was some morning freak. It was something beyond the comforts and it was something beyond the benefits of waking up early. It was the acceptance of each hurtful event that had happ
