Free champagne on that pre-honeymoon flight. A gorgeous invite with your name etched on it.
The morning newspaper,just the way you like it.White tea served at that natural beauty boutique.Jasmine petals strewn in the bathtub, pre-arrival. A smiley drawn into that cappucino.
A hand-written note from your favourite jeweller.
What's your bliss?
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Bliss is relaxing at a cafe on a Sunday morning with a latte and the New York Times.
ReplyDeleteBliss is catching up and reminiscing with old friends that I haven't seen for a while, and realizing that even as so much has changed, some things stay the same.
Bliss is simply spreading a smile from the smallest gestures, receiving a minor appreciation for an unselfish joyous act... Bliss is friends and their unbiased company...
ReplyDeleteI like your bliss Shalin... However, the note from the favourite jeweller didn't make sense :)
Also, I highly appreciate you returning to Bombay... I hope to do so, sometime soon...
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Mo
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