Nilgiri Hills

Fixing his nook, he settled with ease in a paradise called,”The Nilgiris”

He played to the notes of the violin

With night dissolving into deep silence

His music touched the edge of darkness

He played looking at the music sheet

Under the stars, shining, piercing bright

The sheet frolicked merrily on the cardamom hills

Turning the silence into the heavenly splendour

The music sheet was all about,”Her”

or was it “Her” imprinted on a plain paper

Whose notes when he played

Every bit turned spectacular

Encompassing him with memories of the “Love”

they made in each other’s solitude

which never let fade its magnitude

He played his each other’s solitude in a paradise called “The Nilgiris.”


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The Pink Lotus

I am Rohini and having trained as an interior stylist, I have been working in this field for a couple of years. I personally advocate an eclectic style for my home which maintains the flavour of being evergreen, nonetheless I am open to all the styles on board along with the creative beauties that I get to see. Travelling is a part and parcel of my life since childhood and I am glad as it helps me to discover new places, sometimes in a remote corner with hidden artists and some exquisite craftsmanship which I not only try to imbibe in my designs but also try to bring the artist in focus. Design and creativity gives me a sense of constant evolution. Penning my thoughts on travel, life, art, interior design and good workmanship, as and when they appear on my canvas. The Pink Lotus is a blog where I write about home styling, travel encounters and life memories or experiences...Welcome aboard!

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