Home Actress Lisa Ray HD Photos and Wallpapers December 2021 Lisa Ray Instagram - A scrapbook of our stay @kumarakomlakeresort …… It’s stunning yes. The kids have discovered pottery and weaving skills, yes. We take meandering walks as a family, and I actually get time to read and contemplate our next adventure. But, wait, more. Deeply nourishing ayurvedic treatments of hot, medicinal oil are transmitted directly from Dhanvantari, the god of Ayurveda, to the hands of the women ministering to me each day. The sun setting over Lake Vembanad while we gather in silent reverence to watch. Dream like days rippling over the water. Coconut- oil, water, malai, cream - rimming your other dreams. Crisp white lungis and lurid cosmopolitans. I could go on and on but really, to be visited by any more thoughts runs counter to the mission: homeostasis and an easing into that restorative bowl of silence we all carry.

Lisa Ray Instagram – A scrapbook of our stay @kumarakomlakeresort …… It’s stunning yes. The kids have discovered pottery and weaving skills, yes. We take meandering walks as a family, and I actually get time to read and contemplate our next adventure. But, wait, more. Deeply nourishing ayurvedic treatments of hot, medicinal oil are transmitted directly from Dhanvantari, the god of Ayurveda, to the hands of the women ministering to me each day. The sun setting over Lake Vembanad while we gather in silent reverence to watch. Dream like days rippling over the water. Coconut- oil, water, malai, cream – rimming your other dreams. Crisp white lungis and lurid cosmopolitans. I could go on and on but really, to be visited by any more thoughts runs counter to the mission: homeostasis and an easing into that restorative bowl of silence we all carry.

Lisa Ray Instagram - A scrapbook of our stay @kumarakomlakeresort …… It’s stunning yes. The kids have discovered pottery and weaving skills, yes. We take meandering walks as a family, and I actually get time to read and contemplate our next adventure. But, wait, more. Deeply nourishing ayurvedic treatments of hot, medicinal oil are transmitted directly from Dhanvantari, the god of Ayurveda, to the hands of the women ministering to me each day. The sun setting over Lake Vembanad while we gather in silent reverence to watch. Dream like days rippling over the water. Coconut- oil, water, malai, cream - rimming your other dreams. Crisp white lungis and lurid cosmopolitans. I could go on and on but really, to be visited by any more thoughts runs counter to the mission: homeostasis and an easing into that restorative bowl of silence we all carry.

Lisa Ray Instagram – A scrapbook of our stay @kumarakomlakeresort
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It’s stunning yes. The kids have discovered pottery and weaving skills, yes. We take meandering walks as a family, and I actually get time to read and contemplate our next adventure. But, wait, more.
Deeply nourishing ayurvedic treatments of hot, medicinal oil are transmitted directly from Dhanvantari, the god of Ayurveda, to the hands of the women ministering to me each day. The sun setting over Lake Vembanad while we gather in silent reverence to watch. Dream like days rippling over the water. Coconut- oil, water, malai, cream – rimming your other dreams. Crisp white lungis and lurid cosmopolitans. I could go on and on but really, to be visited by any more thoughts runs counter to the mission: homeostasis and an easing into that restorative bowl of silence we all carry. | Posted on 29/Dec/2021 14:20:54

Lisa Ray Instagram – A sampling of reading perches @kumarakomlakeresort 
(Also part of my on going investigation whether this place is as magical at all hours as at dusk)
Lisa Ray Instagram – A scrapbook of our stay @kumarakomlakeresort 
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It’s stunning yes. The kids have discovered pottery and weaving skills, yes. We take meandering walks as a family, and I actually get time to read and contemplate our next adventure. But, wait, more.
Deeply nourishing ayurvedic treatments of hot, medicinal oil are transmitted directly from Dhanvantari, the god of Ayurveda, to the hands of the women ministering to me each day. The sun setting over Lake Vembanad while we gather in silent reverence to watch. Dream like days rippling over the water. Coconut- oil, water, malai, cream – rimming your other dreams. Crisp white lungis and lurid cosmopolitans. I could go on and on but really, to be visited by any more thoughts runs counter to the mission: homeostasis and an easing into that restorative bowl of silence we all carry.

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