nandini00
Favoured Frenzy
One of Those Perfect Days
it's past noon
as I settle in...
pause and listen to the gurgle of pigeons
smell the fragrance of a meal being
cooked in the kitchen...
the aroma of steamed Basmati rice ...
fish being fried...
the sizzle of tarka on dal ..
and the comfort of ghee on fresh roti's....
there is just time for the fresh sqeeze of lemon and the artistic sprinkle of coriander leaves...
its the aroma of home...
its the aroma of slow cooked fresh meals...
and the joy of family and friends around the table...
laughter and stories...
the simple joy of meeting...
and sharing...
each others company...
the TV is switched off,
the mobiles relinquished to a nonthreatening basket... with mints...
language is not clumsy,
it just flows,
unhindered by office talk...and discussions of urgent appointments...
we are draped in an aroma of freshly washed clothes
drying in the sun...
trees swaying...
green leaves rain washed..
the floral fragrances in the home are of tuberoses and bowls of mogras in corners...
I explore the bonhomie, affection and love...
even long distance relationships have embraced...
meeting after so long...
are given this chance of togetherness...
we are scaffolded in bonds of safety....
we exchange each other's news and joys...
walk and cross bridges to each other...
somehow our metallurgy holds us together...
we don't talk of break ups or unrequited love...
hate and complaints have taken a day off...
its one of those perfect days... unchoreographed, simple and honest...
comforting and full of laughter..
lengthy and happy...
where each of our stories and we... have a future...!
it's past noon
as I settle in...
pause and listen to the gurgle of pigeons
smell the fragrance of a meal being
cooked in the kitchen...
the aroma of steamed Basmati rice ...
fish being fried...
the sizzle of tarka on dal ..
and the comfort of ghee on fresh roti's....
there is just time for the fresh sqeeze of lemon and the artistic sprinkle of coriander leaves...
its the aroma of home...
its the aroma of slow cooked fresh meals...
and the joy of family and friends around the table...
laughter and stories...
the simple joy of meeting...
and sharing...
each others company...
the TV is switched off,
the mobiles relinquished to a nonthreatening basket... with mints...
language is not clumsy,
it just flows,
unhindered by office talk...and discussions of urgent appointments...
we are draped in an aroma of freshly washed clothes
drying in the sun...
trees swaying...
green leaves rain washed..
the floral fragrances in the home are of tuberoses and bowls of mogras in corners...
I explore the bonhomie, affection and love...
even long distance relationships have embraced...
meeting after so long...
are given this chance of togetherness...
we are scaffolded in bonds of safety....
we exchange each other's news and joys...
walk and cross bridges to each other...
somehow our metallurgy holds us together...
we don't talk of break ups or unrequited love...
hate and complaints have taken a day off...
its one of those perfect days... unchoreographed, simple and honest...
comforting and full of laughter..
lengthy and happy...
where each of our stories and we... have a future...!
