There's a nice sparkling red-wine to go with the pasta - lasagna. Soft music plays in the background. The lighting is a little dim but just right - it doesn't intrude. The soup was magnificent, but what was worth remembering was her trying to blow on it to cool it down. She picks up the wine glass and swishes the wine inside. Her voice is music. Specially, when she tell me how much she is enjoying this. The wind brings with it the tangy smell of the sea. Dinner on a balcony, thirteen floors up facing the ocean isn't great. It's heaven. The waiter clears the plates unobtrusively and gets rich chocolate cake for desert. The chocolate cream sticks to her lips and her trying to get it off makes her look sexy as hell.
WTF? Stop dreaming.
"Swami, ondu masale!!!"
WTF? Stop dreaming.
"Swami, ondu masale!!!"
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8 comments:
Ha ha, nice "L"! Hopefully the dream comes true for you.
order order order idli vade sambar!!!
CTR, Vidyarthi Bhavan, Veena stores and Brahmin's Cafe.
Date???
Are you fucking crazy????
Sigh...back to making (note the conspicous absence of OUT)
Gah!
lmaxxxxxxxxx. make clean && make out
write some more old style stuff man...like that palm tree swaying on beach kind of thing.....
@:set ic!: No rule to make target.
[make1] Leaving directory /subbu/life
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subbu@localhost$
nice one! don't worry! your dream will be true before you realise it. Then you'll be coughing up so much for some stupid date, you'll dream about the days when you ate masale dose for Rs.10.
how i wish that i could believe in that.
Sigh!!!
Onji opeN.! comedy time..!!
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