走馬看雲 Watching the Clouds on the Express running, Chennai Express India 2006

Yes I am a dreamer..
luckily things has been realized most of the time..
to be fair enough.. not anymore..

I really feel good when I remember the breezing images of the Indian trip..
Travelling alone means that I can touch and feel as much as I can..
In such an exotic country of mixed culture of Hindu, Muslim and more, the train was an another romantic mediator to a dream whatever I like to dream..

So it goes into the middle of the grandiose twilight of hot dry India..