Smelling Oranges on Winter Afternoons- Payal Mukherjee
Childhood lazy winter afternoons, school on break, lolling on baked terraces, orange peels drying in the afternoon sun, the smell of orange zest hanging in the air like the warm fuzzy sunshine. Isnt there something about orangey smells which brings back the child in each of us?
3 comments:
Great.Very close to zen.
loved the way you presented it.
great timing.
thanks and a big SMILE
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How beautiful!
So much meaning in such few words!
That's mighty awesome....
You shud've been a writer..!
i am at http://revolution-n-resolution.blogspot.com/
all the best
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