4 years ago in December, I was introduced to the concept of blogging. Back then, I didn’t know what this activity could mean to me. In subsequent years, I have been celebrating this month and people around me have joined in. December, therefore, has been a happy month since then. My first post was about rising from the ashes. There was a lot of metaphor in that non-fictional story I wrote. In previous years, I have had guest-writers write with me to celebrate the abundance this platform brought to my life. This year, I don’t have guest-writers, but I have myself. I am planning to do an assortment of posts this month. In the first post (which should have been yesterday) I went around my beloved city and clicked a few pictures. I am no photographer. In fact, I’m a pathetic photographer, but here’s what a part of this city is fairly like:
That is not all that is this city. There is more to this place, there is more beauty and it’s all just a little too fast to gulp in these days.