I’ve had a blissful Sunday morning. Breakfast at our local Aromas cafe, followed by relaxing at home downstairs. Reading the newspapers, inhaling the gentle smell of incense, listening to birds chirping, and then all of a sudden hearing a random Bollywood song start playing. The perfect India moment. Such simple contentment.
(The seat in the picture is what’s become of our old bed. It’s the new chill out zone).
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