Pre-Winter Diaries

8th November, 2014: 

Dad’s Kebab treat and the million delicacies he gifted my taste buds.

Coming back home after excruciating college hours, and Mom feeding me lunch. Dal-chaaval had never tasted better. 

Laughing my heart out at dad’s never-ending gigs.

Drifting into blissful oblivion to the sound of mum’s bedtime stories.

The chats. The peace. The love.

This is what I remember of the past one week.

This is what will keep me warm through the cold winter nights.

This is what will keep me going till I’m Home again.