The biscuit dissolved, leaving a body-less glob underneath the tea in my cup.
So did my thoughts.
Eventually, deliquescing into a helpless smile, I wondered.
It would take just another spoonful of year to sip tea from the same blue cups I did as a child.
6 comments:
hmm... u write well when you are writing of memories and chilhood..
u miss things a lot it seems!
waise u do get blue cups here.. if it helps simulating the past..!! :D
@Tanuj
Well..its bit of an oddity for some to revisit dead moments.
But, yes, I hold high reverence for my past..as much as I anticipate for my future :)
@Harish
Oh..I should thank God for bestowing me with friends who have so much consideration for me, or lack of it there-of!!!!
Nonetheless, trust me,I would be more than glad if you could get me one.
Please find the picture in your inbox :)
BTW to make your job easier, the cup is chipped on the rims and the handle is a little broken (1.5 mm to be precise) at the bottom.
Thanks.
Now,kindly tell me dear,which blue cup are you talking about?? We do have blue cups,but they aren't that chipped...Baisantry household ko badnaam mat kar,besharam...jis thaali mein khaya,usme hi drilling machine ka "upyog" kar diya?
@Mun
I should kill myself!!
You demented people!!!
Tum sab mere blue cups ke peeche pad gaye ho!!!
(The royal blue ones with white flowers...khush??)
Bachcha mere..ab before you ask for the factory doing the cups and year of manufacture,am telling you myself...I donno!!
BTW thaali main nai khaya..toote cup main chai ki sip maari thi:)
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