Sikkim – a walk in the clouds

You can write an ode to the mist in Sikkim or lose yourself in the fog. But the clouds tell a story of their own. You see them floating from one mountain to another, carrying your thoughts along with them. Sometimes, they just rise from nowhere – just when you think the sun has set and the dusk is here, casting a dark shadow on the sky, a lone cloud shines like a knight, with a flash of brilliance .


  1. Trotter 25 October, 2010 at 15:21 Reply

    Hi Lakhsmi! The residence of the Portuguese Ambassador in Delhi is next door to the Sikkim office; that’s the closest I’ve ever been too…
    Wonderful shots!

    Sorry for the absence: out one week, busy on return and then caught by the flu… 😉
    Blogtrotter Two is still waiting for you in Algiers… Enjoy and have a great week!

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