Fantasy weekend.
To shampoo and sit in the sun, dry one’s hair, watch the squirrels scamper up and down the trees.
To stand at the lip of the Grand Canyon and wonder about the immense vastness of land .
To eat walnut and chocolate brownie with vanilla ice-cream .
To read Mark Twain’s collection all over again.
To write down some of choicest Bulle Shah’s poetry, before returning the library book.
To sit down and wonder, just plain open -mouthed wonder, at this creation, without being judged “mad” or “time waster”.
To sing loudly,off-key, in the shower.
To shampoo and sit in the sun, dry one’s hair, watch the squirrels scamper up and down the trees.
To stand at the lip of the Grand Canyon and wonder about the immense vastness of land .
To eat walnut and chocolate brownie with vanilla ice-cream .
To read Mark Twain’s collection all over again.
To write down some of choicest Bulle Shah’s poetry, before returning the library book.
To sit down and wonder, just plain open -mouthed wonder, at this creation, without being judged “mad” or “time waster”.
To sing loudly,off-key, in the shower.
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