The November 13th Morning...

The fog had blazed away, the winter sun making its way down from the tress melting the pearl dew and the smell of relief and pleasure filled the air. It was quit a stuck moment when I was pleasured with serenity, relaxed in my own futon of bliss. Simmer down in the backyard with the tail wager snuggled in between my legs and traverse up and down the twinkling tide settled upon the eye lashes. The moments which prosper with tour, the one's which were never designed or was in foresee, still seemed perfectly choreographed. Its hard to delineate or define, they can be just quoted to please one's self. For the one's who define these are the known-unknown specials who brush up your life to gold.
That kiss pouring with blessings implanted on the forehead by Grandma, the beauty devised in each word she narrates down of childhood and the plans for the construction of future. The strong hand which backs down strongly by Grandpaa and his words of wisdom personalised exclusively. The love, care and protection by parents. That proud feeling on Dad's face when you prove yourself of some good (which not being a common affair). Mum's food fondled with flavors of love. Her anger filled with acceptance to all wishes. The sibling cuddle after a long fight, also the fight itself. The unseen tears hugging your best friend after long, the way she slept while you talked and also the way she realises the hiccup in the first greeting word sitting miles away. That wave to an unknown kid. That first special finger overlap. The cozy hug. A third of sixty mins gaze (stare to be more specific)at your crush from the backseat in the car, noticing each and very detail. Missing loved one's. The cute elder over protective friend. The unnecessary laugh with friends. The total sleep offs in class, still pretending to understand everything. That chocolate pastry on "mission accomplishment" of loosing some grams. Exchange of smiles with the unknown desirable "Hot" guy. Finding the perfect shoes. Being part of all beautiful drops to pour on upon your own.

Audience each and every moment, that moment which will be a relishing memory one day.