How many of us are perfectionist and how perfect is an individual? Is there a way one could measure? I suppose not yet, at the least for character of an individual. And then comes personal issues with non-perfect people, even when it is not quantifiable in general. But what about nature? Is it perfect? I know, its not.
I saw these imperfections created by mountains, rivers, volcano’s, rain, and many more. All these only made our earth beautiful. Its what we see past the imperfections and I am loving them.
Here is a beauty I captured, where I wished to get lost one early morning, running away from the smoky city center.

A view of Nandi Hills

The stretching hills

Swaying coconut trees……..welcoming visitors

Moss covering the fort wall

The settled white flower amidst a green surrounding

Standing out spreading its branches to embrace the droplets from above

My brother and his lady love….

An unforgettable view…from the restaurant

The regular visitor

Waiting to be showered in Yellow rain

Our morning breakfast with complimentary view

Some happy moments…..to cherish….
***Nandi Hills is very close to Bangalore, where most bikers race through the fog to the view the best of nature. With a hope to get there soon.yet again…signing off now.
Happy Sunday!!