Monsoon evokes whole different feels here in our gorgeous hills. The explosion of colours, greenery, streams and rivulets raging wild, clean fresh air, and clearer streets devoid of all dust and pollution, and the sounds of cicada lending a unique symphony of music to the whole show.
Darjeeling hills are gorgeous in Monsoon.

Streak of orange in the sea of blue, simply breathtaking

A rare sight in monsoon, Kanchenjunga in her full glory

It’s like the Gods decided to pain clouds here

Beautifully natural, and naturally beautiful

And of course, the fresh greens, reminding us – thing will change for the better
Pic Essay: Mansa Thulung Bhutia
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