Here is a beautiful account of our Europe trip by Astha who joined us from India.
Do give it a read and check out her other posts as well cuz she writes so well!
“Which was your favourite place in Europe?” they ask me.
“What was the best thing you did?”
“Why don’t you write a travelogue?”
And I just sigh, and smile, and stall before I can give them an answer. The truth is, no matter what I say to them, it will never do justice to what I really felt when I was there. My favourite city? I can’t choose, because each place amazed me in a different way. My best moment? My happiest memory? Writing about it?
It’s all too difficult. It’s almost as daunting as writing my college thesis paper. I can never feel ready.
It’s sad that the once-intrepid writer in me is lurking somewhere in the obscure recesses of my brain, overshadowed by my own self-criticism. It took a healthy dosage of Angus and Julia Stone to inspire my fickle head and my weary eyes to assimilate all…
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