It all started with the new coffee club at work place which crumbled my tamed 4 months of no coffee for life. The little love affair that I had with Royal Kona Hawaiian coffee made me fall a prey straight into the electric arms of espresso. The fresh smell of brewed coffee in the morning was my every day battle. It was a desperate moment, poignant and typical for most addicts who are hit with epiphany. It was my only hope to recuperate from my early morn sloth gene. Unfortunately the damage is all done and now I am a caffeine addict YET AGAIN. After all who can resist the warm steaming demon of coffee addiction.
April 29, 2010
April 14, 2010
Random ....
Myth is my world beaded with multitude of variety. A Pandora which opens the door to my saga, a fairy tale reality. Cloud 9 moments, awkward
encounters, winsome surprises and forlorn silence. Chronic itch for perfection, yet not practiced and unscathed paths under discovery. Filled with penultimate moments for every decade I live to cherish. All is Poignant yet richly amalgamated. A sane deal of finely assorted episodes that creates this well fabricated masterpiece with an ending unwritten.
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