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re-bonding !

When Chibu called up one afternoon to say he would like to visit me in Kochi , my first reaction was- "Really? Won't you be bored?" I thought it was just a passing fancy and he will just let it be... But apparently he was serious , said he wanted a break from the city and promised he will not trouble me and can explore on his own.
When he finally arrived I showed him the neighborhood and the eateries around and Reliance fresh- a of course ! I was glad but still was not sure how he would like the place .
We live in the same city but live our own lives - we have a bond but do not bond so often as we are so engrossed in our day to day nitty-gritty.
So it was a blessing in disguise to share some "we-time" !
To go away on a retreat at the backwaters and explore the islands . To watch the waves and the gulls and walk along the shore skirting the water sprays ! The tranquil back water was a perfect balm for our city tormented souls- be it the flight of the heron or the turtle that ran like Milkha -S to jump our flash-bulbs or the multitude of fish that swam in schools in the water bodies that surrounded our villa.  It was nice to walk and talk or even listen to the drumming of the rains from the little balcony of our villa.
 It was fun to take Chibu to my favorite water-front restaurant and explore Fort Kochi - watch the sunset and the dance performances at the Cultural Theatre and ride back the ferry on a moonlit night when the water turned a shimmery silver - mystical and magical.`
Of course Chibu turned my neat little room into a pig sty and gave my OCD heebie jeebies !
I do not know when or if at all we shall again take a break like this ... but this was a break I will cherish for a long long time !

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  1. How lovely :)
    Abar hobe. Very very soon !!!!

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    1. :) I hope one day he revisits this place with the person he missed most :D !

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