The fifteen minutes break after every tiresome lesson was like a boon showered from heaven. The sound of our bags being zipped up and footsteps retreating out of the classroom indicated a little snack time to feed our hungry stomachs. Much then, we’d walk up … Continue reading There, outside the Tea-Stall!
Mid summer it was. The scorching heat terrified the whole city. No wonder why people cursed out so much. But more than anything else, my mind was preoccupied to its fullest. I wasted the whole summer break. Nowhere did I go, nothing did I feel … Continue reading The Rainfall that day
Sitting in the balcony of that coffee shop, my cup of coffee and five crazy friends of mine totally going insane, I realized, time flies much faster than we concluded. The memories came flooding to my brain, and I recalled how I met these beautiful … Continue reading Over a Cup of Coffee
I was then ready, to leave back my bitter moments, When my gut feeling showed me a light of hope Don’t know why I still walked straight with might Maybe, the better was there to come… My heart felt heavier when I saw him on … Continue reading Reminiscence…
And then I stepped on the streets of Hogsmeade…
The snowflakes that landed atop my shoulders,
I wrapped my cloak tightly around me,
My vision, striking upon the door of The Three Broomsticks.
The warm fireplace welcomed me in…
I took the window-side seat, and a cup of Butterbeer reached my table,
I sipped in, glancing at a middle-aged witch trying happily to make her friends laugh.
As I walked out again, my feet stood on the threshold of Honeydukes,
I walked in and grabbed a few colourful candies,
Unwrapped them and fed upon my hungry stomach…
And then I stepped upon the streets of Hogsmeade,
A blue-eyed snowy owl stared at me,
Well, I smiled
And wrapped my cloak tightly around me…
My mom told me once of this book named ‘Bluebird’. Written in our vernacular language, she was pretty sure I’d love it. I found the book in a bookstall once, luckily, and I brought it home to read. It was then that I realized that … Continue reading Peeping through the Curtains