There is a crispness in the air
A nip so slight it’s almost not there .
Ms Papaya sleeps
Girls from the school across the road march Left, Left, Left , Right, Left
The bread man knocks and hands me a loaf Fresh from the bakery, all soft and warm
School buses begin to rumble and
A motorbike whizzes past .
In my kitchen, the kettle boils , my coffee perks.
And steps of children running upstairs , mingle with newspapers rustling
Left left left right left .
The sounds slowly recede into the background as more noises roar down the road instead .
A new morning breaking , a new week starting
How wonderful it is to be up today.
Looking out the balcony, I watch the sky turn blue each day.
The greyness vanishing , the clouds whitening and
As sunshine fills my days again.
After a long while I was woken up this morning by Ms Papaya who herself was awake since 5 am! I woke up reluctantly as I was tired after an exhausting and busy
After my traumatic experience with a blogging challenge I shouldn’t have attempted, I de-stressed with a night out to dinner with young friends who think about things so differently and positively.
So staring out while Ms Papaya slept for a second round, I felt the freshness come in from the outside and fully house with happiness.
Does this happen to you on a Monday morning ?
I’d love to hear your thoughts about waking up on Monday.
Sharing positive thoughts this Monday morning from a Mumbai that is waking up.
Happy Monday all!