|The long corridors and their endless memories|
|Nutella covered strawberries, dusted with pink sugar. LOVE!|
Picture by : Srishta Hazra. A fifth grader, Srishta loves to click pictures in his spare time that is when he is not at school or on the field playing a sport. He has an eye to appreciate and capture the little details in life. How often do we see someone so young stop to take a picture of a blooming rose ?
|Love is innocent…|
- A perfectly steeped morning cuppa.(Darjeeling tea or a cup of good old back coffee)
- The real tweets from outside the window in the quietness of the morning.
- The warm pat of sunshine on the back.
- A few smiles and hugs in the course of the day.
- The times when someone asks about YOU before they do about your work.
- The smell of fresh linen. The crispness of the fabric and the neatness of its folds.
- The sight of blooming flowers in the garden.
- The aroma of a home cooked meal or favorite baked good in the oven.
- A book that intrigues and transform into a world of solitude.
- Music that makes you want to break into a little dance.
- Love notes – in the lunch kit, on the desk, hidden inside the wallet.
- A priceless artwork that is full of scribbles.
- A text that says “When are you getting back home ?”
- Knowing someone is always watching your back. Even when you thought you were alone.
- A look across a crowded room and finding a familiar smile.
- A sinful dessert at night(NY cheesecake, yum!) or a drink with your friend or someone special.
- Meeting a friend over a cuppa. Add some sugar, a donut would be wonderful.
- A little palm enclosed within your own.
- A little walk with the person who taught you how to walk. Reading a book to someone who once introduced the alphabets to you.
- A skip in your step knowing you have been pampered.
Love is a feeling, knowing all of this is a great blessing in life. Having all of it is not important. Even some of it is enough to be counted as a blessing.
|Photo credit: Ausmita Kaviraj|
My ‘Cha’ or tea has come a long way with me. It has been my best buddy, sometimes warming my cold hands, sometimes my heart. It has been with me through my smiles and through my tears, through my low days and high, ever since I can remember, my days have always begun with my ‘cha’ and sometimes ended with it too!
Chai has never failed to cheer me up, it has never let me down!! Many a conversation has begun over it, made many a friend over a cuppa of chai, have had so many debates while sharing “cha” from a ‘khodaiye’ / “kulhad” (an earthen cup) while in college. The most memorable chai, of course, was the steaming cup served by our very own Nepali bhaiya at the adventure camp, after we bobbed out from beneath the over-turned raft at Shivpuri , 6-sets of teeth clattering a concert – ”chai” was panacea that day!
Story and Picture Credit : Aporajita Jain
|My first cuppa before the rest of the house clicks into life.|