"In the Whirlpool of forbidden and unforbidden thoughts....
When I try to shut them out....
They envelope me thick like Winter's fog."
I am not a writer.....I simply pour my heart out here in these pages
Saturday, 19 February 2011
The Heavenly Morning Tea
My maid and I have our morning tea together. I, with my newspaper and she with her endless mumblings on her mundane job without taking care of it that I am too engrossed in my reading to listen to her.