Reminiscence

 

Vividly sharing the-how-we-grew-up stories and an inch by inch update of what’s happening there and here. Hi-fives for the silliest of reasons and the later-looking-aw-so-cute arguments for nothing. The dairy milk days and the long stroll days. The counting before reluctant bye byes and exploring all possible recurring decimal numbers. The replacement of  ‘s’ with ‘sh’ and the banishing of ‘r’ and putting in ‘w’. Endearments galore and even more swear words. Too much of like-mindedness and rare but deadly differences. Fierce ambition and the occasional carefree being. Mostly bliss and a rarity of intense should I say non-bliss. Not a bit of monotony and a fusion of million ragas. A  now fuzzy future and a beautiful present. The world’s in the oblivion and the reminiscences are fondly weaved.

~ by bohemianball on July 26, 2008.