Addiction is bad they say, I bet they are right, but what do you do if it comes in a form so adorable, so easy going, so bubbly.....you surrender......I don't know where to start from, coz there is no start or end to this.....is it that sweet aroma when she involuntarily plays with her hair or is it that refreshing smile that never fails to cheer you up.....but what sends my heart pumping at 340kmph are the delicate suggestive glances and stares.....smiles of knowingness and acceptance....without any form or shape there are so many bonds.....
ahem ahem....too much for 1 post....especially when the post is supposed to be about 'aapla'. Beach, Fish, Chicken, Beer, Cricket, Temple Visits, Sleep, and Dance with a pinch of monsoon....well this defines pretty much any random holiday in Konkan region. But ours is special.....(like everyone else'). It was an escape, from routine life and from college, from tasks and deadlines....from local trains and back pains....and what an escape it was...the only thing it took from us was the boringness of our lives.....it made us special, blessed, enviable....
There is so much to write about, and my brain is not helping me......however, I am going to rebel....as usual!...Now imagine a big pallet of colours, filled with awesome classic sky blue, he threw it into the infinity with the finest stroke of his hand, and there came the sky into existence....a few rocks crumbled up to form the mountains and greenery for the garnishing....a long road dividing infinity with infinity.....evening with blueness intact, the breezes proving the existence of a rain nearby...sitting on front seat (next to driver) and a couple and the bubbly sitting in back.....how can this possibly get romantic....oh wait, her legs are paining due to the excursions during the day.....and yes, she keeps them into the gap between the door and his seat...he starts to play with the fingers...his fingers get entangled in hers.....while her thumb and forefinger(what else do you call first finger of leg?) enact a crab and his ones enact a human being playing with them.....risking his life, careful yet playful....how can this be romantic?......some stupid female voice singing 'aadha ishq, aadha ishq, aadha ho jayega.....kadamose miloka vada ho jayega....'...only a stupo can think this is romantic....and i definitely m not
one....neither m missing anyone or anything now....neither m listening that song on loop....nope....
more....later....
ahem ahem....too much for 1 post....especially when the post is supposed to be about 'aapla'. Beach, Fish, Chicken, Beer, Cricket, Temple Visits, Sleep, and Dance with a pinch of monsoon....well this defines pretty much any random holiday in Konkan region. But ours is special.....(like everyone else'). It was an escape, from routine life and from college, from tasks and deadlines....from local trains and back pains....and what an escape it was...the only thing it took from us was the boringness of our lives.....it made us special, blessed, enviable....
There is so much to write about, and my brain is not helping me......however, I am going to rebel....as usual!...Now imagine a big pallet of colours, filled with awesome classic sky blue, he threw it into the infinity with the finest stroke of his hand, and there came the sky into existence....a few rocks crumbled up to form the mountains and greenery for the garnishing....a long road dividing infinity with infinity.....evening with blueness intact, the breezes proving the existence of a rain nearby...sitting on front seat (next to driver) and a couple and the bubbly sitting in back.....how can this possibly get romantic....oh wait, her legs are paining due to the excursions during the day.....and yes, she keeps them into the gap between the door and his seat...he starts to play with the fingers...his fingers get entangled in hers.....while her thumb and forefinger(what else do you call first finger of leg?) enact a crab and his ones enact a human being playing with them.....risking his life, careful yet playful....how can this be romantic?......some stupid female voice singing 'aadha ishq, aadha ishq, aadha ho jayega.....kadamose miloka vada ho jayega....'...only a stupo can think this is romantic....and i definitely m not
one....neither m missing anyone or anything now....neither m listening that song on loop....nope....
more....later....
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