17th February,2022 Take me to the edge of the world, To watch the sunset some day. Hand in hand, let your heart speak But n ot a word you say . Set me on fire , with your words, And kiss, while you hold me tight, Your lips on mine, warm and wet, The passions you ignite. Take me back home, yes HOME That’s where I want to be, Watching the sun go down and fade, As you hold on to me !
February 15th,2022 It took me nearly 2 years, and a lot of courage to write something today, and I knew instantly what I have been missing. Words were always there, but they lacked emotions. Some thing small, something very small happened that opened my heart to the emotions it was devoid of, for the longest time I remember. Live is made up of small moments, that carry with them, Great Magic called Life . Singing in the shower, and Laughing by the hour, oh! how much I love this game. Kisses on my lips, Your gentle finger tips, I really love to hear u say my name. The river running ...
There's something about travelling to a South Indian City like Chennai, complicated by our stereotypical belief -of an alienating language, and of food assumed to have been cooked only with rice and coconut. The city to a cursory traveler, gives an impression of a metropolis stuck halfway through a time travel portal with some parts of it having been carried to the next millennium, and other parts still waking up to the discovery of fire. My anxiety about negotiating this city of nine million people, evaporated as I allowed Chennai to take me in....in a proper Chennai styla(e). 1) Vaddakam - To every Rascala you meet in Chennai(a), greet. Chennaites are generally a hospitable race and a Vaddakam is sure shot way to get invited for a quick Kapi. Coffee is to Chennai what Vodka is to Russia, and Mind it you are not know by the amount of kapi you drink, but the amount of Chicory you drink. More the chicory, stronger the coffee,...
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