Sometimes I want to curl up and become a baby again. A dotted upon, spoilt, brat with not a care in the world!
Every time I come back home, unconsciously or consciously I come back looking for my childhood and to relive those old-carefree-days! But now I have decided to make peace with the fact that life is forever in continuous motion. I cannot bring back the days that have passed. But I can smile and relive them in my heart and be thankful that my life is filled with happy memories.
I do not have much to say today, so I will leave you with another Indian(ized) Outfit and a typical breakfast at my Parent's place ...
Tunic - Zara [05']
Salwar - Part of another Indian Suit
A Typical Breakfast at my Parent's Place
A lot of Fruits...
Accompanied with something salty. This is my favorite Poha
An Apple a day keeps the Doctor away ;)