Last week I spent most of the time cursing the excruciating heat and constantly losing temper over not having born a few miles southwards in the hills of Meghalaya. But one evening was rejuvenatingly different. A storm was brewing (through eventually it decided not to turn up), there were occasional drizzles and strange cloud formations in all directions. So much so that it finally forced me to abandon my self-imposed imprisonment and take a walk with my camera.
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