Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Celebration means...

                    




A winter evening.
Four friends.
One rain.
Four glasses of chai.





3 old friends.
3 separate cities.
3 coffee mugs.
1 internet messenger.




Rain on a hot tin roof.
Pakoras deep-frying.
Neighbours dropping in.
A party.



You and mom.
A summer night.
A bottle of coconut oil.
A head massage.
Gossiping about absent family members.



                                                                                                                                



Hot Chocolate.
A hostel room.
4:25 a.m.







Hundred bucks of petrol.
A rusty old bike.
An open road.




You can spend, Hundreds on birthdays, Thousands on festivals, Lakhs on weddings, but to celebrate all you have to do is spend your time with your loved ones...

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