Sitting on the kitchen slab -Brewing Ginger Tea we conversed 😍

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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 pain. I could totally resonate with her pain. I said her that we can be at peace only if we ignore them.Sometimes when we cannot ignore we could share it with our best friends laugh and forget which we used to do before.We recalled our conversations,how we had learned to turn the embarrassing situation into a fun filled one. We laughed heartily.

Sipping hot Ginger tea we started speaking about our memorable yesteryears. The places we explored,the best place was the Butterfly park.
     
That Sunday we had woke up by 4:30a.m.After taking quick shower we had dressed up in colourful outfit just to capture some beautiful pictures. We had travelled 3 hours after which we had walked for 15 minutes.While we walked we observed some vehicles which were from very far places heading towards the park which made us feel more happier.

  As we reached the entrance there were some rotten jackfruit kept so as to attract the butterflies.After getting the tickets we were taken to the weedy backyard,were there were people who had come from far away place with their DSLR .There were couple of guides speaking to those people. We both could hardly find any butterfly and felt so dejected for travelling so long. Then looking at those people we could not control of laughter!

 That evening we had spoken so much,we even didn't notice when we had fallen asleep. The morning light had promised us the beautiful day when we opened our eyes.

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