A Day In The Sun

The day had dawned finally, it was the picnic, the excursion, the much awaited outing, for the ladies, confined to our homes, for nearly two years, during COVID restrictions.

Waking up bright and early, brimming with excitement, we set out to enjoy the day. Starting out at eight, we congregated for breakfast, at an eatery, famed for its dosas, idli vada, and filter coffee .

Meeting each other, after the long break, was like a spring of water,to the soul that was parched. Throwing caution to the wind,we hugged and kissed, not fearing any disastrous consequence, nor did we worry about maintaining the protocol, reinforced daily, through radio jingles and ringtones,

Every dear face we laid eyes on, with love and fondness. Recognising each one’s mannerisms, the quirk of their lips, the twist of their brows, the sound of their voice and hand gestures, all so familiar, even after the long lapse of time.

At Spring Valley, our final destination, all preparation was crafted by our dear and efficient friend. Playing games and singing songs. walking around enjoying nature and the outdoors, followed by lunch and tea, filled with mouthwatering food, the day went by much too quickly.

With a laden heart, we bid goodbye, promising to meet again soon. Leaving behind a small part of us, we returned home, back to our responsibilities, filing away those precious moments, memories to cherish,to relive, each time we feel lost or lonely.