A salty tear… Running down a window… Wait, what? A window?
Yeah, a window. It was a grim cloudy evening in my native, Sringeri when we decided to set out in my grandfather’s car (and my camera, of course!) to explore a few flooded roads near the temple.
We stopped at a regular place to try to spot a signature spider. I observed that the droplets of rain on our window looked magical when they were backlit by a car’s light.