Every morning, my princes & me. Between 0715 & 0720, we play a game.
“Apachchi I am going to school”
“Okay. have a nice day”
“ You have a lovely day too”
and she runs to the school bus .
Every morning we repeat this script. No variation.
Every time meaning what we say.
These lines seem so perfect.
May be it could be in a book
in a drama script that she would one day make
then I picture
all grown up and standing on her stage
in her due spotlight
She might struggle to remember the dialogs
19 April 2008
12 April 2008
Have you experienced those mornings with the perfect sunrise. The gentle breeze making you drift away , drift back from the moment you are in. Suddenly you find yourself worrying about your worries , as they have dissapeared.
You just feel drifting .You can't move or think but just gaze at the sky.