so many things to do but everyday is kicking everyday and i am being jerked forward. motion is missing, winter is arriving( calcutta winter, which is hardly winter, yes Srin but it's still nice and dreamy. ) Places i want to visit include Henry's Island, The Sunderbans, North Sikkim, Rajasthan, Dharamsala, Amsterdam (which might happen late next year, toes crossed) and butofcourse, Santiniketan( Prantik, with the quaint beautiful houses and powercuts and storms).
A meadow, lush and big, rolling around, lying back and watching the sky, walking along narrow roads, butterfly-watching, squatting on the ground rolling a spliff, scribbling in diary, talking less, befriending dogs and cats and monkeys.
A place to call my own- two tiny rooms, one tiny kitchen, books everywhere, yellow lights, plants, bedspreads on the floor and a fat cat sleeping on my tummy, scrambled eggs with cheese for dinner. Come?
Hair- long again, with a fringe.
(Image Credit: http://blog.freepeople.com/2010/08/vintage/)
ah.
2 comments:
Do i get some beacon with my egg n' cheese too?
beacon?
I can provide you with bacon, though.
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