*Walking down the aisles in a bookstore, preferably the kind that sells used old books with a flutter in the heart getting completely lost in the musty smell, sitting down at odd corners and taking home what will become a prized possession.
*A good cappuccino paired with some delicious chocolate cake in a sea of red raspberry syrup and oh a mint leaf to complete it.
*Reading a real newspaper on sunday morning with brunch, warm sunlight and random birds whose name I do not know for company
*Riding a horse with the wind on my face
*The earthy smell of monsoon
* Walking into a room, seeing my baby girl's face light up on seeing me. Motherhood seems sweeter the second time around.
*My mother's voice and my grandmother's ruby red bangles
*Prose that sounds like poetry
*Watching my husband play with my kids. There is nothing more sexier than watching a grown man be a child with my children
*The smell of mint, rosemary and sandalwood. Would that be too intoxicating?
Posts
0 comments:
Post a Comment