tickles

once in a while i make a swing with the two long ropes outside the centre foyer (and pronounce fo-yay) and sit on it for a while, until my hips hurt from the ropes.

once in a few months the mango trees bear fruit, and now is the season. they are all sprouting with small bobs of mangoes. i don't know if those will actually swell up and ripen for us to pluck and eat.

everyday, a blazing sunset would throw a thick orange glow into the corridor. some days it's just different - maybe it’s the particles in the air, maybe it’s the sun; some days the setting sun shines into the corridor and makes it shimmer like a diamond.

sometimes our timing is just bad; our paths just miss each others' by a few seconds, a phone call, a lunch. but a heavy rain can coop everyone together, and a mug of hot chocolate warm the heart.

i have almost - just almost - forgotten how much i love the feel of buffed nails on the lips.