§ Open Spaces & A Sea Of Green §
The manic drone of Mumbai city is quickly drowning out the voice of logic in my head and I am nearing a near-schizophrenic state of existence. The time has come to spread my wings and fly far away from the madding crowd to listen to more soothing sounds, like the gentle rustle of the breeze and the slither of little streams.
I am currently doing research on the best possible getaway, one that will not entail much travel time or effort. No trekking, river rafting or bungee jumping for me. All this body wants to do is lounge around and get lethargic as hell!
Sounds like a plan. Why did you buy the Outlook 52 Weekends out of Mumbai. Make optimal use of that book and plan a holiday. Research. Work on it. Plan the holiday to the last T. The crescendo to the D-Day will help you get over your sheer manic-schizophrenic state of mind. Just the thought of lush green meadows, the chirping of the birds, endless blue sky, the distant sounds of farmer grazing his cattle in the fields, the sound of bells in the village granary, while the wheat is separated from the chaff.
Remember, I’m the one stop shop to your holiday.
Give me the budget and I can plan it for you.
Conditions apply.
*I get to come with you.