Mist gradually loosens its embrace around the tall trees and whispers to leaves awakening them to face a new day. The jungle seems to be reluctant to come out of the soft dreams. Sun rays try to find their way down caressing the vegetation with its magical golden touch. Bathed in a misty morning glaze the mysterious forest invite me to imagine the hidden world. The tall trees stand quiet yet nudging the leaves to waken up. The surreal, mysterious world of foggy forest casts a spell. And then slowly a melodious chirping is heard somewhere deep in the forest. It’s time to welcome new horizons, to walk on new path. The pathway looks so inviting.

And here are few lines by Lucy Montgomery about the fog clad forest—

Oh, the charm of idle dreaming,

Where the dappled shadows dance,

All the leafy aisles are teeming,

With the lure of old romance!

All pictures by Shubham Sunder.