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Somewhere There

Today I visited for the first time to the recently opened Japanese garden Chandigarh. Excitement was visible among the crowd, who by the pagoda or the Buddha gathered to get snapped. Slowly, some perched on the ground and breathed through the air as if the chimes are ringing somewhere, in silent gaze. Some retreated back from the main gate, wanting to grasp what they have gone through.

sitting buddha...
perched on a pagoda
autumn moon


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