strawberries...
She sat surrounded by strawberries… unable to speak… a cold nip in the morning air… fogging lodging in her head...and she sat down in disbelief…he’d actually done it… the idiot… the adorable idiot…
just the week before she’d wanted to buy a box of strawberries at a traffic light and he’s stopped her… and she’d sulked… told him that life was about taking chances and dealing with the consequences… so what if the bottom layer of strawberries were over ripe… she’d be happy with the ones on top… and he’d just sat still… ‘don’t settle for anything less than the best’… they’d left it at that…
she had no idea what the secret weekend with him had in store for her…she’d let go of her need to plan… her need to know where she was going and what she was doing… she’d let him take her away…
And now as she sat right in the middle of a field of strawberries in mahabaleshwar, he’d simply laughed… ‘the best only… and you can pick… you have a choice…’
2 Comments:
Hey just came by your blog after ages. the art exhibition photo looks amazing. Where was this?
:)
thanks fingers... the exhibition is an annual affair that the art team works towards for almost 6 months... it culminates on a sunday before x'mas at the home of an akanksha trustee in bombay...
it was a wonderful wonderful day!
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