Back in Delhi,away from the monsoons down South.Back in thoughts,a wistful desire to return in thought.Thoughts still bind me to the land of velvety carpet of brilliant green and sloping sunbaked roofs.
Lazy moments at home,call of my Amma, all left behind miles away.morning ragas sung by my grandma.
Children learning music and veena at home.Still missing the pale afternoon sunlight and thick rain clouds behind them and the rains throughout the night.Smell of wet earth.
Gusty winds blowing the gulmohar flowers off the trees,rains lashing our windows.Its too diffcult to set my mind on anything here,but i ought to ..
Am i crying?,Yeah,a drop or two in the eyes,let me wipe it unknowingly..
Have loads to share with you all.,
Do wait for me while I drag me from my Romantic thoughts.