Tea and Prose
Day 15 Inktober : Helmet
There are some things which are impossible to do but our imagination is limitless.
Quoting what a friend told me after looking at this drawing, “The first of them returned as promised and sat down to tell the story of evolution.” *.*
Day 12 Inktober : Stuck
When he was a kid he was never allowed to play in snow. After many many years when it started to snow he hopped, skipped and jumped in excitement. He wanted to know what it feels like to eat some snow. So he walked on the streets with his mouth wide open. In a frenzy when he came across a pole which read taste of winter, like a fool he licked it and got his tongue stuck on the pole. He froze for a second, unable to move, the chills ran deep inside his body but when he got his tongue moving he laughed out loud and decided to do it once again.
Day 11 Inktober : Sour
When life gives you a lemon put it in your mouth and enjoying a souring ride.
Day 7 Inktober : Fan
When I need a pick-me-up, Korean shows and BTS, never fail to add some color and pop into those grey days.
They were in separate rooms living similar lives.
The floor creaked at 2AM, he left again.
It sounds crazy yet she named him Jalfrezi.
The door flew open revealing confusion, hesitation, grief.
From flying paper planes to helicopters on Mars.
Dreaming of vaccines,
Dreaming of freedom,
Begone pandemic!
