Love And Travel

I’m drawn to this photo I’ve taken. I see the man, soaked in the ambience of this place. Many would say that he’s a tourist. But I feel he’s more a traveller. The tourist sees what he has come to see whereas the traveller simply sees what he sees. Then I look at the lady, who had eyes on the man. She was here probably because of him. To me, that’s a beautiful thing. I know, because I’m in love too. 

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