WAITING ROOM- RECIEVING TIME
WAITING ROOM- RECIEVING TIME
Nippy mornings with lots of sun.
Pink roses.
A small garden, white-yellow-black butterflies.
A lil step by my door to park myself.
Sunny side up on my white plate.
Some Avacado on the side.
Lots of books and time to read.
Reflect. Write.
Aimless strolls.
Home made Mulled wine. Extra Cinnamon.
Berries-Dates-TuttiFruitties. Nepali Khukhri. Dark nights. Darkest Rum cakes.
Bike taxis and winter sun on my face.
Khichree, the comfort food.
Evenings with bonfires.
Sisterhood, old hindi songs and antakshree.
Cycling to work. Cycling into the hills.
Alone. With the girls.
Uninterrupted conversations with God. Two way.
Farmers' market Saturdays.
Fresh Organic Celery. Sourdough. Feta cheese.
Himalayan Java Coffee. And my notepad.
Chinese love songs. Vedas & Puranas.
Film Festivals. Masterclasses.
Wai wais. With onion, tomato and a dash of lemon.
Like minded -Like hearted mates.
Germany.Gaya.Canada. Venezuela. Middle East. And Nepal. My bitches from all over. Crossing paths. Shared passion.
Red rice and Red Saag. Jhol Momos.
Walks to my dance class. Music I love.
Quater turns. Half turns. Full turns. Dips and slips.
Oscar.
Twirling in leather skirts...chiffon for summers.
High heels. Lavender on my skin.
Meditation Camps. Silence.
Woodfire pizzas. One meal a day.
Missing Heart beats.
Honest confessions.
Tiktok.
The rhythm of Yoga.
Hotels at the end of the universe. Long naps. Friendships.
Half moons. Full moons. No moons. Peace.
Besties Wedding. Champagne.
Treks. Hikes. Base Camps.
Blisters.
No microwave-no mixie-no tv-no car life.
A lifetime where I was wafer thin.
A slice of life. Or a full circle.
May be the best thing I have done is wait for you.
What a poem I lived!
Grateful
#love #nepal🇳🇵
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