Today, I had a lot of time on hand post office and decided to step out with the book. On my way I had to purchase some vegetables for the dinner and also better Indian blackberries and headed straight to the lake. Sitting at a bench by the lake, I was enjoying the Jamun (Indian black berries) I wondered, how over the period everything has become GMO and this local fruit, though full of Pulp, does not leave the purple stain on the teeth or tongue .. Something that I was dearly looking forward to... As in grew up with those local flavours . It was getting cloudy and winds were in full swing.
I thought of calling family but had spoken to them just yesterday, so called Dad but he didnt receive so I left him a message that I am at his favourite place and was missing him :).
Late at night he replied that his phone is not working and has been given for repairs.
I then messaged a friend who is in town and wanted to meet but the schedule didn't workout for him so I turned back to my book and added a reminder for 20 mins on my phone to wrap up reading with focused mind. Just when I was turning the first page and it had these lines " initially when they met, she had introduced herself as a writer and it was a lie".... For some reason, I liked that line or may be felt a bit of connection with writing...
I have this habit of drawing a tiny heart and of highlighting a certain lines or paragraphs which I feel are some of the most beautifully crafted ones and are inspiration to me...
Just when in was immersed in my thoughts and was romancing the weather, a few teen girls entered the premises with one of them playing a song that took me back to a Memory.... And I was onboard on a different train of thoughts.
And it started to rain 🌧️....
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