Dear Friends,
Before you begin an outrage about the possibility of qualifying as the addressed (given your humility) I would like to clarify on who is a friend. Simply put, someone we like and enjoy being with. Someone who puts us at ease. Someone we share a mutual affection with. OK, now that I know you are sufficiently convinced, hello. You have been inexplicably unassuming and made me feel so humbled that I rediscovered myself. You have made me believe that happiness is pristine and simple. You have made me uncharacteristically dance-step-tipsy and level-headed about joy. You offered yourself in the most giving manner I have ever known, made me feel good, do good, be good. Your quiet way of loving enormously is the tenderest I have known and strongest I have felt.
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| B H U T A N |
It has barely been couple of days and I already miss mouthing my morning
Hi's at you with my outstretched arms. I miss watching you play hide
and seek with the clouds through the day. I miss the hues on the paddy
field and the red chillies on the silver sheets. I miss those enchanting twilights and I miss staring into your
dark outline having adjusted my night view. I miss falling asleep like
that (mostly in my specs) discussing endless silent thoughts with you,
courtesy the lullaby of the passing river.
I close my eyes and there you are, playing as if yesterday never got over. I think I am having severe withdrawal symptoms. I miss everything about you and what they made of me.
I miss you, miserably.
K.
1 comment:
someone said Bhutan is 'land of smile'. No one is unhappy there !! did u actually feel it ?
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