she loves the way water runs through the easopahgus inside, when she's just got a window seat and the bus is jam-packed!
she loves the way she recalls herself admiring the gargling sound, of her baby nephew, beautifully making it's appearence in the middle of his loud cry...
she loves the way it rains outside.
she loves it when it dawns upon her that the window beside her, that's closed, is as clean as the pouring rain, outside.
she loves the way the window pane turns moist.
she loves the way she recalls her glasses steaming up while gently blowing hot coffee and the way it disappears as swiftly as it came!
she loves the way she gets reminded of Amir saying "aal iz well"....
And she loves the way she draws a smiley on that moist window pane... :)
when she finally sets herself free from all the stares and scoldings she managed to earn while boarding the running bus !!
she loves the way she recalls herself admiring the gargling sound, of her baby nephew, beautifully making it's appearence in the middle of his loud cry...
she loves the way it rains outside.
she loves it when it dawns upon her that the window beside her, that's closed, is as clean as the pouring rain, outside.
she loves the way the window pane turns moist.
she loves the way she recalls her glasses steaming up while gently blowing hot coffee and the way it disappears as swiftly as it came!
she loves the way she gets reminded of Amir saying "aal iz well"....
And she loves the way she draws a smiley on that moist window pane... :)
when she finally sets herself free from all the stares and scoldings she managed to earn while boarding the running bus !!
Eme ithi? Em ayinthi? Yooru ninni thittinaru?
ReplyDeleteIts beautiful ve.... It is like you :)
Tacku :) :) :)
ReplyDelete@anna: yovvuru thittale na.. just an imagination :)
ReplyDelete@janu: :)..
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading it Subha!Lovely one :)
ReplyDelete:) :)
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