A Stray Foray

 She put my PogoniP on the grass, I mean that book for some time being, placed the bag under it, rolled the cloth aside and kept arranging until a beautiful contented arrangement got casted about.
The sky outcasting fogclouds and sunshine, overall a nice cold cosy weather.
Epitomizing the day, perfect perfect for a Foray! 
 In the helm of this prodigious landmark, in this weekend together, where weather appeared cold, but such a nice warm in experience that I hadn't been since months.
The prolouge?
Well it's not until when you are standing in a long queue getting close to ticket counter where people start asking you to buy them tickets too, tho in return of some money at the points, that you think you're mirroring for humanity but actually corrupting honesty.
And about entering the main gate, which welcomes you a prodigious view of the monument? It quite nicely underpins your mind off blockades, unraveling the brook of serenity and some latent discovery at a singlecast.
But why I call it a stray Foray...? That because it happened to be organized some fifteen kilometers away where we had actually planned it to visit as an alternative since we weren't able to manage with hours long queue of the Lotus. 

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