A space for extreme motorcycles

I am always told about my life in Shillong. A beautiful city with hills greener than an eye could ever see.   Temperature not more than 21 degrees (Celsius!!!!!!!). Roads cleaned  from the rains, which by the way happens everyday.  People with cute smiles and small eyes watching you........  A city which still has more trees planted than people.... Some places have this gift, I mean god must be  picking up some towns/cities/countries and treating them like the favorite children. I don't believe in this theory myself, but living in Shillong, did make me  skeptical. Grin! Although my childhood and my contemporary age spills a lot of how I have been groomed and this city has its impressions all over me, atleast I guess so. People have been wired such that they could associate a word with each experience they have had in their lives. Happy, sad, exuberant, emotional, patriotic, mushy, cold and a million others. I have a wor...

ARMY AND TRAVEL: Nazareth : "'Shillong, the abode of Clouds'.My birth was in this magical place. Its like you open your eyes and grab the window pane and open it. Your ..."

"Shillong, the abode of Clouds". My birth was in this magical place. Its like you open your eyes and grab the window pane and open it. Your eyes are closed intentionally just to feel the clouds striking your fore-head and cheeks and chin. Entering your clothes giving you a breeze of coolness. you open your eyes and see trees and house tops hidden in the shawl of clouds. Then you see at the bottom of the window outside the window to believe that you and your room is not flying but its the cloud that have left no room for difference..............Simply magical!!!!!