With age, comes wisdom. With travel, comes understanding

It was a cold morning of the early spring, and we sat after breakfast on either side of a cheery fire in the old room at Baker Street. A thick fog rolled down between the lines of dun-coloured houses, and the opposing windows loomed like dark, shapeless blurs through the

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Apurba Talukdar

Apurba is UI & UX designer by profession, photographer by passion. Solo traveller, blogger, badminton player and movie lover.

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