Leaves are spread like a yellow carpet all over the cemented lane, around the still trees, and on the barren, brown, burnt lawn. The autumn leaves have a glorious color—the color of Halloween pumpkins and radiant sunset—but I pass by without a glance as I walk out of...
It was cold for a Californian as I experienced the harshness of a Toronto winter for the first time. Blustery cold winds were howling, and the windowpanes of our car shuddered from the strong gusts as we halted in front of the ISKCON temple. I had visited Canada...
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