It’s another Friday night here without you
The sun pours in its delightful rays through the window
The birds are off chirping gleefully
It’s Friday night and my heart longs for halva, chickpeas and warm delicious roghni naan, and a delicious yummy cup of chai to warm my heart and soul
It’s Friday night and I long for mountains and trees, monkeys swinging gleefully in the trees
It’s Friday night, I long for walks in the park
It’s Friday night, I long for walks on the beach, where the warm soft sand caresses my feet
It’s Friday night, I can spend hours telling you all the ways I wish I could spend my night
It’s Friday night, and I sit here dreaming of you
Forest of Words 