Sometimes we doubt the light in our hearts , wondering if the demons spoke too loud .. and I found that the very assumption itself led me to few realisation. Some days we have to fight our demons and somedays we can lay lingering in light that outshines moon. And at the end of the day , difference lies in our choices. .
I do not say goodbye. I believe that's one of the bullshitiest words ever invented. It's not like you're given the choice to say bad-bye, or awful-bye, or couldn't-care-less-about-you-bye. Everytime you leave, it's supposed to be a good one for some reason.
Interplay of shadow and light on exquisitely carved red sandstone. Built in the second half of the 16th Century by Emperor Akbar, Fatehpur Sikri, the "City of Victory" was the capital of the Mughal empire for only fourteen years before the Emperor's Court was moved to Agra.
Exterior of the Palace belonging to the Turkish wife of Akbar the Great. Fatehpur Sikri. Uttar Pradesh. India. #geometricpattern#ig_ometry