Today, a glimpse of Shillong!

A poem R learnt in school best describes the next snap...

Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers and sees,
Silver fruit upon silver trees.
- Excerpt from Silver by Walter de la Mare

When its foggy...

And when its not...

And finally, a picture of some lovely stained glass windows...