When T kisses me on my palm ...
A hot cuppa chai....
Ammi's biryani...
Smell of an old old book...
A deep voice that is just mine...
Flowers...
A brush on my hair while i'm falling asleep...
A hand written letter in the mail...
Cuban breakfast and coffee in Miami...
My mom exhaling on my face after reading her duas,
somehow the air seems cooler and sweeter.
Friends calling me across the oceans after
they heard my fave song on radio...
A hot cuppa chai....
Ammi's biryani...
Ammi's morning greetings...
Baba's hearty hugs....
Sight of my baba engrossed reading a book...
Smell of an old old book...
A deep voice that is just mine...
Flowers...
Sexy watch...
Sexier shoes....
A thought provoking movie....
A song that reflects my mood at that moment...
A brush on my hair while i'm falling asleep...
A hand written letter in the mail...
Splash of cold water on my feet before i head to bed...
A knowing nod from across the room....
A funny show
Cuban breakfast and coffee in Miami...
My mom exhaling on my face after reading her duas,
somehow the air seems cooler and sweeter.
Friends calling me across the oceans after
they heard my fave song on radio...
A kiss on the forehead ....out of blue
Sharing silence with a friend...
Start reading magazines from the last page.
Smell of mysore sandal soap.
A motorbike ride
Falling asleep to a book!
Overhearing T talk to himself from another room
Sun dried clothes
Sweet Surprise at my door
Splitting Bourbon Chocolate biscuit and well i cant say the rest.
No comments:
Post a Comment