The Unruled Notebook

A pinch of poetry with a serving of pictures for you! :)       Tripping along the streets alone, Tiptoeing across Rue de Cremorne*, I passed a church, a breezy boulevard and a bumpy lane Walking through the leafy carpets in jubilation.   The streets of Sydney! Of people, suburbs, stations, unknown music and flowers… Of mountain-peaks, waterfalls, oriflammes and briars. The streets of Sydney!    * Cremorne is a suburb in Sydney          That's all folks!   Please click on the below link to access all my A-Z posts - A - Z Challenge - The Unruled Notebook        

  Here is the recap of our trip to Katoomba, the blue mountains, NSW   A walk to remember     Scenic walkway, cable car ride and scenic railway in pictures for you. Please click on the pictures to zoom in      Lilli Pilli link?! The walk was as crazy as the name itself     With stealthy footsteps we started walking...      Randomness    A hide out point, I just loved sitting and relaxing in this cool cave     A lovely stream sneaking out from the rocks    I heard something...Rats or rattle snakes, I have no clue!   The cracks and gaps that made our journey mysteriously wonderful     Steep stairs   Not so steep stairs ;)    A great view when we neared the end of the walkway     Mary o Mary! :)     Breathtaking     That exciting moment when you know you are going to ri...

Being an Indian, I always thought I was very used to diversity in general but little did I know that I would live with people from all over the world in this little granny flat in Sydney. Ana , a single mother of 2 kids is a Maori from New Zealand, Teresa , her husband Sebastian and their little son from native Australia, Amy and her little son Mion from Japan, Amy’s boyfriend from Cambodia, Landlord Eddy and his Father-in-law who came to be my friend both Chinese, Versha my friend an Indian and a few other fellow Indians and Anto , an Italian. I reckon that sums it up; we were an assorted pack of exotic chocolates in a box.   Picture sourced from Google Maps Read a recap of my awes and gnaws  here I turned around astonished at the use of some strong statement made in some unfathomable language. There he was, Anto, a perfect Italian blend I had thought at the first sight of him. Deep set ocean blue eyes with a twinkle, some freckles on his face showing that...