Cheese potato wedges, chocolate dark fantasy cake, CCD Indulgence, nimbu pani, cheese masala dosa, fried paneer koftas, crunchy cheese-filled momos, cheese vegetable steaks, chocolate sticks, nimbooz, dark fantasy cookies, red velvet cakes, molten brownies, caramel ice cream with chocolate sauce, mausambi juice, cheese rolls, cheese fettuccine, Oreo shakes, apple pie, giant mugs of coffee, chocolate mousse, vadapav with chilli sauce.
Pink comforters, wooly socks, clean flooring, full length mirrors, sale in Max, flea markets, the smell of ink, Casual Vacancy, Ski Safari and Temple Run, new episodes of Dexter, HIMYM, Grey's Anatomy, Modern Family, endless reruns of FRIENDS, rain at the window, warm baths, completing work by 5, a wafting breeze that carries a familiar fragrance that immediately takes you back in time to a happy memory, having someone to talk to when things seem drab, photos that make you sigh, videos that make you laugh, tgif!! Friday lunches, people who make you laugh till your stomach hurts.
Going in the opposite direction of peak traffic with a smug smile, stepping into puddles on purpose, taking photos of the breathtaking ITPL at night all lit up like a new bride's face, loooooooooong conversations on Skype, running out of balance frequently for yapping too much to Amma, golguppas almost every single evening, random walks all over Koramangala, apartment/PG hunting, good hair days, cozy weather every day., getting drenched to the bone and feeling six all over again.
Travelling alone, watching the greenery whizz by, reaching home on Saturday mornings, crispy Mom-dosas, being spoilt rotten, fussing over siblings, buying huge bars of chocolate for them, conveying feelings to Mom with eyes only in front of guests, old discarded yet extremely comfortable clothes, visiting old hangouts, missing everyone.
Could be worse.
Could be perfect.
Things are good.
Life is comforting.
P.S: The first paragraph alone should be responsible for me getting cholesterol and heartattacks by twenty five.