• vibin_ram 5w

    Gulmohar flowers

    Occational breeze, was asking how i'm doing.
    It wiped the swet of my temple and went on another round.
    My head, too fixed on the ground, didnt look where it was going fearing the awkwardness of it.
    The canopy above was green i guess, but my memory so badly want to color it yellow, may be a bit of orange here and there.
    Felt bad trampling upon the gulmohar flowers lying all over the path, any other day i would have avoided them carefully, but not today.
    Today was special enough to not give a glance to the winds, flowers and leaves, the usual companions.

    Scent of perfume was madning, it carried all the essence of the person it emanated from, tickled and teased my nostrils.