The daily commute to work and back is made interesting by the road that's lined by colorful trees.
It's the reflection of the car perfume in the windshield. As is obvious, this was captured in motion.
When it rains, it pours on the office terrace, which by the way is the 3rd floor, not the ground floor as it seems to appear here.
I get back to my desk once the rain stops, but I can't help ogling at the drenched hills outdoors.
Remnants of the afternoon clouds as seen on the way back home.
They keep us company with the cool breeze that makes the evenings so special in this city. I love Pune for this.
Our apartment building welcomes us to a night-full of rest and peace. It's good to be home.