Hindustan Times
At random, because that’s how bliss tends to happen.
The inexpressible taste of cold water on a hot day.
The scent of fresh dhania patta when you first begin to chop it. Mmmm. Read more
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Loading ...Posted by Kushal Rani Gulab on Thursday, February 25, 2010 at 5:20 pm
Filed under Uncategorized · Tagged beauty, bliss, childhood, favourite song, freedom, happiness, joy, peace, senses, smell, taste, thought
