I was just listening to this song from Sound of Music:
These are few of my favourite things.I am just trying to enumerate my favourite things which I have felt and still haunts me:
The Laughter of a Book Unknown...
The early morning walk in Kashmir with naked feet. The dew on my feet. The mist on my face.
Lying down amongst the tall deodar and pine trees in the afternoon and the whole tranquilty and closeness of nature.
Polka dot clothes on bronzed body of my beloved….
The moving image of a five week child in mother’s womb on the grainy screen of ultra sound…
The natural scent of my woman (untarnished by any chemical…)…
The salt of tear on the tip of my tongue…
The cold-warm and sweet water of tons. Gliding in it a boat tugging me along the rapids…
Preciousness of precious
A birthday cake
Kinshuks ride on my back
My sister’s voice
My mom’s secure, warm, loving and all conquering embrace…
Scent of arid clay after first rain…
Beautiful lines of Novels which are just etched in mind…
My brothers letter to me…
Dinesh’s assured presence…
Drink in Amsterdam….
The fateful day of Nathu’sweets…
May and Saturday…
A resort near Gurgaon...
A massage in that resort...
The spray of sea in Pondicherry
A church in Kasauli…
Timmy’s (my dog) nuzzle on my face…
The warm conversations of Munirka in Moonlit nights….
And many more…. This does not follow any sequence or any order of preference… It’s about the things that I remember… Things which fills me with happiness and many a times despair… But are my own..
11 comments:
Life's little pleasures...the smallest pleasures of life are always the best...
you've so beautifully framed each favourite thing
Though I always knew you have it in you, and its nothing but just that you didnt want to acknowledge that, your original self has finally bounced back...
After almost ages gives the glimpes of someone I knew...
Good one :)
Yes come to terms... means not expressing...
Come to terms with life... and buried things in me...
I live and despair...
It haunts but have learnt to act..
That is the first step towards accepting...and then eventually finding alternatives...for reasons of life itself..
well Life and everbody has different processes..
No two people have same process and steps..
Sometimes acceptance means an end and not a start of alternatives..
as sometimes alternatives are no alternatives... and best alternative is to bring a full stop
Will you let me see and feel your favourite things with you?Will you make me a part of your journey?
I promise to never let the laughter die out from our lives..
PS: Not to be published.
Miss you.
???????..... May I please know you..to make you part of my journey..
:)
???????..... May I please know you..to make you part of my journey..
:)
Ooops..
Sorry....
Wrong door i knocked..he'd have known who i was...even if i had just walked by..
You'll just have to wait till your perfect woman comes by..
full stop?
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
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