COFFEE TALKS and a lot more!

When the door bell rang it was around 6:45pm on that Saturday.I opened the door as I was anticipating Prajwala Prajju arrival. We exchanged the smile not because we had met after long time but because I had understood how disgusted she was climbing four flights of stairs after bearing long hours of traffic !     Once she placed her bag on the table she sank into the chair and sighed with relief.I looked at her face. We both burst into laughter. I asked her to relax for sometime after which we could have some ginger tea followed by Neer Dosa which she loved.    She sat on the kitchen slab, windows beside her were wide open.Gush of air caressing her. She was quietly looking at the busy flyover.The kitchen slowly started filling with the aroma of brewing Ginger tea,Melting  of ghee on dosa.      I asked  if something bothered her.She said "how embarrassing it is to travel in a bus,walk in a street , sometime to work at our company when thirsty eyes are around!"with

This little feather reminded me of her, Pretty woman with the feather cut... Her soul was as beautiful as she was! It was almost 4 years ago when I was pursuing my BSc in Agnes.On one Saturday after the classes I reached the bus station around 1:45 p.m.My eyes searching for Manglore -Madikeri express.When I found it ,It appeared as though the bus was awaiting my arrival.My eyes were searching for three seater singly occupied by any woman.I spotted one such, went there and placed my 3 bulky bags and glanced at the person.   She was a pretty young lady.She looked very spruce in her elegant outfit and her feather cut hairstyle added to it.She smiled at me.I too smiled at her. I started thinking she looks so polished and charming, what if starts showing off!How can I bear her throughout my journey?!Anyhow, I said myself  to simply ignore all those and read my book or listen to Taylor Swift She asked my name,offered some fruits and said that she couldn't have her lunch as she wa

5:30 a.m -Alarm shouts top of it's voice. Sushan untangles himself and wakes up saying that he would wake up and I can stay asleep. I too wake up with a fussy face consoling myself by promising the lazy me ,the good sleep on Saturday and Sunday.     Anklets tied to our feet which dances with the tik-tok rythm of the clock. Sushan chops the veggies needed and greens for other chores.My feet starts dancing with every tik-tok of clock did-did-thai-did-did-thai, dough getting cooked for the rotis, The steam of boiling gravy, tempering for Chutney,The iron Tawa getting heated up, brewing tea, vessels filling in the sink!   The chiming of Pooja bell by Sushan at 7:00 a.m, the feet starts dancing Tha-ka-di-mi-tha. Toasted rotis, Hot gravy waiting to get packed.Melting of butter on Dosas, Ginger tea goes into the mug.The dancing feet pauses at the balcony.Waving at Sushan and reporting back to kitchen.The dance resumes and  finally stops  for Morning when all the dishes in the sink

As usual I was happily awaiting to annoy him😜 It was Friday evening and as soon as he came I started doing all possible things to annoy him:giving a call to his phone when he is busy with some work, hiding his belongings, tickling, asking if he wanted to eat some sweet as I was craving for it ,literally testing his patience and finally he said to me"You have crossed your limits!can you just stop all these.." Even before he completed,I just coiled myself in one corner of our room with a pumpkin face.Meanwhile he came to me consoling with sweet words but I continued to be quiet .All his questions were answered in a word.And when he asked me to get ready so that we could go on a walk I refused.Somehow he managed to take me out for a walk.    As we walked he asked if I wanted to have Hot jalebi?Chocolava?Kaju katli,...? For all these my answer remained same that was "no".He asked me not to make a pumpkin face.I remained quiet. We reached Cakewala he asked them

It was our last day at Rishikesh.We spent enough time at the banks of Ganga,filled her in our heart and soul,walked in the busy street,the shops having colourful clothes, neckpieces,dolls, keychains and many more.After having Piping hot samosas we were returning to our room.There was a shop which had a so many attractive dream catchers.The threads were shining.I asked Sushan to see them.He clearly understood my astonishment. Sushan:Did you like it? Me:Yeah.It is such a lovely thing ! Sushan: Shall we buy then? Me:Grin Sushan:If you truly loved it I can buy it for you.Shall we go ? Me:Will you buy it if it is more than rupees 500 Sushan:Yes I do. Me:What if it is more than rupees 1000? Sushan: Gently pulled my hand and took me there. We both saw many such colourful dreamcatchers ! Sushan to the Shopkeeper:How much does it cost ?(pointing the one I liked) Shopkeeper:It costs rupees 4000 Sushan asked me if I wanted anything else.Meanwhile me the cheese parer got a min

Everyday we report ourselves by 5:45 a.m for the kitchen duty.Sushan asks me what are Veggies to be chopped and I give him the list!.  It was Krishna Janmashtami and I had a holiday ,Sushan told me to stay asleep for which I disagreed.That day I packed Jowar Roti and Capsicum Sabzi for his lunch.  In the evening once he returned and was taking off his shoes, asusual I asked with a big smile on my face How were the rotis?Sushan said"One of my old teammate came today and asked if I could join him for the lunch..."before even he completed the sentence I understood, I started howling and prepared filter Coffee, placed two coffee mugs on the table and whimpered, "Coffee".Sushan sat in the chair beside me. Sushan:How was your day?What you did? Me: It was good with a pumpkin face Sushan:You asked me if the rotis were soft.Yes the rotis were soft. Me: Controlling my smile nodded. Sushan:(Smiled and continued)I told my friend that I bought my lunch .I had those r