She wakes up , Caresses his hair with soft hands And walks by to begin the day … Her Ankle – bells dances . He wakes up by then Closes eyes until she go And then steal her glances -hiding His eye-balls smiles. With the smell of their love ,the day begins and chai brews…
BeMyGuest #BlogChatterPrompt
( PIC credit : Dheeraj Sharma ,clicks are from Shimla ) The post is fiction . Here you go ….. The journey began by foot and the excitement jumped in, Unlike college days, my feet trembled today walking at the shabby worn-torn wooden stairs. I walked at the side of the anciently established railings, Meeting…
Lemon tea /GrannyRecepie /13IngradientsTea ;)
Khe – khe to uhu – uhhuu ,this is how I wake up every morning during winters . I love reading books in cold nights ,but cold winds don’t like my reading so they give me a sore throat . And I start taking medicines or drink warm water whole day . Looking at my…
Letter to ‘Self’ #BlogChatter #Prompt
Letter to ‘Self ‘ To, Miss Dixita Mour Cafenined words Blog post dixita011.WordPress.com. Subject: This letter is written with the objective of setting ‘Resolution-Reminder’ to me. Dearest me I am beginning this letter with I love myself the most. This doesn’t mean I am self-centred or I don’t care for other relations ,I do care…
Maid’s of my home..
A maid is mom’s best friend. When I was a little girl I cried complaining that mamma loves her more than me and this made me jealous a lot of her so dad and mom laughed at that and told me that no they love me only more so they get me my favourite breakfast…
Banjara – A Rajasthani tribe
Here is a liitle heart touching story of a Tribal group of Rajasthan . Long ago during school days When I travelled in my School bus to Makrana . I always found a Banjaran family residing at the roas sides under closed marble mines . Picture source : Google The local colourful Banjara poor tribe…