Pit-stop!

A bright sunny morning at the Guesthouse at Hampi in Karnataka.  Here was one, who found moisture, a luxury.
- short after i left a shirt to dry.

Acid darbari within!

An exhausting 1 km climb of uncertain routes and certain monkeys. Reaching the windy mountain top to find myself alone, lost in the middle of the lost civilization of Vijayanagara, was a feeling of fantasy close to disbelief .
Certainly may stand incomparable to a Himalayan experience.
However, the 360 degree view of space open to nature was an experience in itself. Drops of rain from the threatening clouds added to the disbelief.
When things gradually came to a standstill ,it was 'Acid Darbari' of 127 hours that was playing within.

The 16th Century frame!

Roaming around on the unknown hills of Hampi, it was just never, that one could get away from the sight of Art.
The pillars here - firm old frames!
Every single place where one might rest for breath, stood in the vicinity, an effort towards architecture, to relish............................even for the weak pair of eyes.