My Vibration

Love has many forms, tones and mood. Mine is definitely a heavy heart—heavy with loss, or rather, a loss that made it so. I would always be this near to winning it, but let go in the last attempt. This is big in my graph of life. My love line runs along the negative quadrant.

Another episode of smells and flavours!

I don’t know what brought this image to my mind now. I was doing my work, and somewhere from the deep, relaxing consciousness, the aroma of #Pofaki just surfaced. How do I even explain this? Are there so many fond childhood memories that I haven’t let go of yet? Or is it all settled in