Open roads...n open green fields..
Good-natured laughter..
To feel the wind run through my hair...
The look of wonder in a baby's eyes..
Cozy,little furballs..
To hug and cuddle(has medicinal properties)..
Dew-drops on virgin,green grass..
Thronging in the dark with burning candles,n swaying to the tune"leaving on a jet-plane"
Fluttering white curtains...
A bunch of tiny wild-flowers...
Dancing on a moonlit night...
Good-natured laughter..
To feel the wind run through my hair...
The look of wonder in a baby's eyes..
Cozy,little furballs..
To hug and cuddle(has medicinal properties)..
Dew-drops on virgin,green grass..
Thronging in the dark with burning candles,n swaying to the tune"leaving on a jet-plane"
Fluttering white curtains...
A bunch of tiny wild-flowers...
Dancing on a moonlit night...
Hogging on ghar ka khana...
Watching my idiot brother smile wickedly(i love spoiling him)..
Shouting my guts out from a mountain top(i miss ooty)
Watching my idiot brother smile wickedly(i love spoiling him)..
Shouting my guts out from a mountain top(i miss ooty)
2 comments:
:) Sweet...
Reminds me of Rupert Brook's The great lover
@ evita
thanx a tonne :)...n i surely wud try n get ma hands on "the great lover"
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