Tuesday, 30 April 2013

Thank God for Little Pleasures - XIV

For the time spent walking hand-in-hand on snowy paths along the Dal. For sitting alone for hours, staring at the blank whiteness. White flakes which pile softly on the low wall and the high tree tops, and obscure the world around.

A warm fragrance rises from the smoke of barbecue. A shivering youth fans the red embers on the gridiron. The grey smoke vanishes in the grey sky.

Give yourself some company while the snow lasts.

And some barbecue. 

(Photo Courtesy: Sair Mir)


  1. Beautiful as always. A lovely reminder to pay attention to the simple joys of life

  2. The picture is so beautiful. :o


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