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I wish I had sipped in some tea...

by @vishal-bhan

As I got up on a chilly morning, Scraping my eyes – hankering to sleep more, I looked through the window-pane, To find rain drops fall again !! Some drops went tumbling on the ground, And making puddles all around !! The rain was falling down in sheets, Spellbound and hypnotized, my heart skipped beats !! Wind was misted up with cold air, And a hot cup of sheer chai (kashmiri tea) was waiting near !! Before I could take in a little sip, And touch the cup to my bottom lip… Shucks ~ The honking vehicle shattered it all, To find that there was no rainfall !! (And I woke up to the reality – sunny day outside, finding myself sweating in Mysore NOT treating myself to my favorite Kashmiri Tea !!!)
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Apr 2, 2017
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