Have you met yourself lately? Today, yesterday, or a fortnight ago? How are you doing? How are the matters of your heart? Did you find happiness or sorrow or both? Or you met confusion? Was the heart blooming or deserted? Did you find more flowers or thorns? Or as you might, a mix of both? …
It was a day of love that left a fragrance, The smell still wafts through the house, Of numerous laughs and umpteen stories shared. The day brewed coffee and cake, The night was like an icing on the cake. There was a circle of people around the heater, And a plate full of …
It feels surreal to celebrate 9th wedding anniversary. Juxtaposed emotions; when did I come this far, and then immediately recalling the 9 years gone by. Like in every journey, happiness and sadness walking side by side. The younger me has written in vivid details about the wedding and marriage in this blog. This-moment-me wants …
A Sunday in January is foggy and cold. It smells of warm sweaters —– freshly washed, and the warmth of a room heater. A Sunday in January is slow but steady. It smells of ginger tea and Pindi chana —— freshly made —- and the warmth of A’s love. A Sunday in January is …