Often times I wonder what it’d be like, if we belonged to someone. The warmth of a bonfire heart, the tender bliss of one skin against another. How does it feel when patterns overlap? When colours are in harmony, like on grandma’s rug? The smell of home, the touch of grass, the recklessness of the world; is there a way to know? Or do I go with the flow? Somewhere along the way, I saw candies. I wonder what they taste like. A tint of freedom in a child’s eyes, that rusty bicycle ride and lyrics oblivious of the song… Please, show me the way.
Bharath Upendra considers himself a regular Joe who unapologetically talks about the usual and obvious. Writing to him is like an uninvited guest who still hasn’t left and to whom he’s gotten used to anyway.
You can find more of his writing at Bharath’s Banter where he speaks his mind and writes his heart.
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