As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book |
| Evolution of Love Part 2 |
When we laughed .. it smelled of our childhood left behind . I deliberately chose Tuberoses or Rajanigandha flowers for the lunch table . Somehow these flowers with their delicate fragrance smelled of earth .. a life of innocence left far behind . Today with childhood friends .. Sunday became special . The moody clouds that loomed grey on the day cleared to sun. We laughed , we joked we ate and drank .. we made plans for the next meet long before the day was over . That was Sunday , precious, warm and happy ! |