Reaching you was hell of a task and sent me into uncountable bouts of breathlessness and I swore I would never come back to you.
After leaving you, I lost my appetite straight for three days, I was relieved that I will never come back for you.
But memories are a bitch.
Those 8 AM sunrises that started with hot hot ginger, lemon and honey water.
Glad that I could not get a signal up on you, I would sit there and watch you just blow cold cold air, no matter how hot the sun shone.
Shamelessly stuffed my face with soft soft Nutella pancakes everytime I was hungry, I don’t even eat it here anymore.
You have the loveliest dogs.
Saroj ji tirelessly effortlessly carrying my bag and also patiently waiting for me to catch up with her on your steep steep slopes.
Don’t get me started on your slopes, even fetching water was daredevilry to me.
Although you were the most beautiful in night with clear starry skies, your ghostly white snow shining in the pale moonlight left me stunned.
I wonder why people don’t leave you.
But then again, the itinerant swore she would never come back to you.
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