From the last few days.
Pre-storm, billowy gusts of wind that threw all the dry leaves in the air, but cleared the view just for a bit so I spotted that audacious burst of yellow blooms down the street.
Made it to Koshy’s finally for a chill, early dinner and hot lemon tea. Got the window seat, gabbed away while it poured in dramatic fashion for a whole hour. Came home with still enough time to watch some TV and call it a day. Early.
Morning sunlight streaming through my windows (still shut), baking my legs gently orange, whilesitting in my unmade bed, taking my sweet time drinking my hot water to kick start the day.
Three years ago: All my sweat, my blood runs weak
Four years ago: Ten reasons why I love the girls I’m in long distance relationships with
Five years ago: Working better
There’s a quaint charm that comes from sitting by the window in a cafe and watching the world go by while it rains in Bangalore. Thank you for the memory.
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