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?
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Let Me Stop
I run without destination Chasing shadows, Ive fought my will The monsters close in if I stop So here I am- running still...
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