Papa hopes it will be breezy. Hot summer days have but one hope, some breeze, even if it is the kind that feels like someone opened the door to a large oven. It is a Sunday where he can relax. Other days are spent in this furnace-like city, supervising construction and civil work and workers. He has just branched out and started his own tiny civil contracting business. While the physical exhaustion his youth handles well, the mental stressors are a gamble. His sites are closed for Holi. It would be a few days before the workers returned.
How the hell did I miss it?! Roshni jaan! I'm sooo happy to see you here and I cannot wait to soak in more of your storytelling :))) loved the intro of sepia toned pictures this time ❤️ I want more!
Thank you for taking me to a trip back to India Gate. The little girl in me also bought the huge big balloon, even though the parent behind thought ki yeh gaadi me kaise fit hoga ghar jaate samay.
I am truly grateful for this.
And your voice. It really took me back 30 years and dropped me back teary eyed.
Hai Suruchi ! Thank you for reading this so warmly and telling me this ! I enjoy writing scenes from memory and this one is a dear favourite. Thank you
What a gorgeous holiday moment - thank you for taking us on this trip back in time :')
Thanks Karthik! Just one of those sticky memories
How the hell did I miss it?! Roshni jaan! I'm sooo happy to see you here and I cannot wait to soak in more of your storytelling :))) loved the intro of sepia toned pictures this time ❤️ I want more!
Loved it and glad the world will read it. Your words creates a nostalgia and I all I want to do is sleep after reading it. Sukoon wali feeling.
Hahahaha! Thanks Farah
Roshni!!!!
Thank you for taking me to a trip back to India Gate. The little girl in me also bought the huge big balloon, even though the parent behind thought ki yeh gaadi me kaise fit hoga ghar jaate samay.
I am truly grateful for this.
And your voice. It really took me back 30 years and dropped me back teary eyed.
Yes. There was a gentle breeze! ❤️
Hai Suruchi ! Thank you for reading this so warmly and telling me this ! I enjoy writing scenes from memory and this one is a dear favourite. Thank you
Beautiful, Roshni. Loved listening to the essay in your calm, reassuring voice. You enunciate so well!
Finally!!! Welcome Chechi! or should I say Roshni Molay....This was super when we read it first, it is super now.
Thanks Savvy ! Chechi/moley anything will do! Tum pukaro tho!