When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses.

Its always the small things in life that matter and count :)

Friday 27 May 2011

For a beautiful baby.

Her eyes, oh her eyes! Diaphanous pools of white with pupils melted grey, kisses of emerald gurgling around them. Her skin looks like pink butter. Like as if,a tiny-toed elf had chomped in a luscious strawberry and the decided to blow minty streams of raspberry under her skin. Tiny twirls,that floated above to fuse together to form a glorious flush of pink. Oh and please look at her lips! A rosebud, tiny. A rosebud of shy crimson, supple and arched in a faint happy smile.The same elf must have flitted across glimmering fields of emerald grass and stumbling upon a shy, red bloom in the forest of green, must have picked it up and fashioned it for her lips. Her nose was like a button. I so want to touch her, feel the powdery softness of her skin. Sigh. And look at the darling's hair! Clipped and tied up in a cute ribbon of yellow, tiny black strands fashioned into bonsai palm tree. That picture of her, frozen in time, alive and shimmering in innocence. If only, if only, she was mine! 

3 comments:

  1. You and I are going to have babies like her soon. nooo, not that soon though ;) Kisses from her :*
    P.S. she does know how to kiss and mesmerize.

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  2. A baby girl just like Gauri would be a dream!Yes and not that soon, lol. You are a very lucky thing, you know, to have her :)

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  3. you know, you and i have very little in common but i like the way we can strike a conversation together. not just about my baby, but about my long lost ex-best friend and even my confused relationship status. :P

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