Of filter kaappi and maakkolams, of pookalams and kaineettams, of madisar and settumundu, of mangaacurry and mysorepak, of books and words, of pens and colours, of steps and rhythm...
To the good at heart, I offer a feast ;
Mess with me, and I'll be a beast :-D
"I can’t bear it , dear. I can’t, anymore. Can you just be quick ?", I appealed to him earnestly.
I could seeAmit was calm even while trying his best to drive fast.
I wrapped my arms around my stomach, hoping that would ease the feeling.
" We’re almost there, sweetheart," Amit said as he swerved the car to the right and entered the by-lane.
I heaved a huge sigh of relief.
Finally, we’d reached.
"Thanks, dear. I couldn’t have remained hungry anymore," I said ,tucking into the delicious spread with a sheepish smile. _____________________________________________________________________________________________