Mountains, pines, Dhanaulti, trekking, dak bangla 🤗
I can almost smell the air, taste the food, feel the warmth and see Zoya and Asad. It is a slice of pure, refreshing, cool and breezy storytelling. I am almost protesting against the two shot limit, I never do this, but I feel cheated and how can you stop at this, more daal???????😛😆😆
No daal waal, ye, isse pehle jo kaha uska kya 😲
What a beautiful getaway, it feels like my vacation too. Right here, in this story. Your writing has all the charms and pull, as always, just the way the eyes say it all, that part just stood still, not daring to breathe or break the spell. Moments created, cherished, and held together with emotions in Asad, while Zo living in the moment, fishing for straws of leftover memories? Meanwhile me as a reader, drawn in, hook, line and sinker...😳
I cannot wait to read the next part.
So wonderful to see you back and to read your stories again 🤗
Edited by Ankahee - 8 years ago