Yesterday night I fought with him to sleep near the window ‘side’,
Due to my prodivity he said ‘yes’ as he had no other option aside :p.
Scent of the “sand of garden” was scattered by the ‘drizzling’,
I was fascinated and enjoyed the thunder and the ‘lightning’.
His hands of care caressed my soft ‘hair’
I teased him looking at window for being so ‘fair’
With a puppy cute anger face he slept of ‘despair’.
I laughed looking at my caring ‘husband’,
And slept recalling the day of our ‘wedding-band’.
Cold and soothing morning, my eyes opened ‘early’,
I hugged my warm quilt a little more ‘tightly’.
I heard a familiar voice, which I ignored,
The voice beeped again and this time she ‘roared’.
Lazily I went to window and looked that it was a baby ‘sparrow’,
Looking at the clock, I rushed to kitchen- keeping aside the stole in a ‘throw’.
When I reached outside the sparrow shouted ‘louder’,
I sprinkled for it some bajra-grain ‘powder’.
I was happy to see that the sparrow
Became habitual of my ‘routine’,
It woke me up early on Sunday :p
And then my husband comes out
And clicked our candid shot
With a desired ‘keen’.
(PIC source – Google)
P.S – Pour Chilled water in water pots of clay and spread food grains to sparrows ,they will give you little reasons to smile.