Almost a week in the beautiful, clean Singapore and I still cannot get the sights of Wellington out of my head. Those mountains covered with carpets of tea gardens with trees decorated at regular distances, several pleasing shades of green that merge at the boundaries, pink-purple-white-yellow-orange gorgeous flowers grown in the wild, gentle clouds touching your feet at any time of the day, scented fresh air with almost 0% pollution, that smell of chocolates when you walk down the street.
My house was just like I had imagined ‘Alice in wonderland’s house’ to be – like a dream. No it was not made of marble or had mirrors everywhere or had fairies or horses but the gardens that surrounded the house were exhilarating!
I have seen better in India but this was one of it’s kind and the beauty was so natural that I couldn’t help admire and praise the creator.
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