I miss those winter nights that used to bring solace...when cuddled up in my quilt I used to feel the warmth of being at 'home'...when friendships were real...when people were true....when there was no rush...rush to meet deadlines...to win the rat race...when december was vacation with good food and being with cousins...when I could sleep for hours without the anxiety of going anywhere. When nights meant books and chocolate milk...when 'gajar ka halwa' was the best dessert.
It is strange how with each passing moment we are getting away from our real self...turning just into mere faces in the crowd. It scares me at times...thinking of tomorrows...of the end....
I wish....if I could only turn back time!
7 comments:
I don't know about time rewinding. but Gajar ka halwa is still the best dessert. That, should be a constant, like the pole star :D
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
wish the same....wish could turn back time...
your writing is amazing :)
@BA: it is...but people lyk us living away from home aren't that lucky!
@anonymous: thnx. next tym leave your identity!
@BA: it is...but people lyk us living away from home aren't that lucky!
@anonymous: thnx. next tym leave your identity!
I often think along these very lines! :)
If only...
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