The Little Things

Hugging a pillow while lying on your right.
The mattress that changed the living room.
Dog bites and missed shots.
One play and a taxi ride.
Apple pie.
Jogging to Lemongrass.
Bandra.
Property Prices.
Baked beans, eggs, toast, juice, cold milk, cereal and pancakes.
Lunch at 5 pm.
Gay dinner providers.
Hating Lokhandwala.
Decades.
Cheese Doodles and chocolate by the sea.
Shawarma and Williamson.
Salvatore Ferragamo and the sheer strength of femurs.
Unhealthy amounts of healthy food.
Three McFlurry's.
Sad Nights. (You- 2, Me-1).
Churches and cigarettes.
Mosques and puddles.
The last bite.
Sitting on the floor outside the kitchen.
Ratatat.
The ugly chandelier.
Photobooth.
Sunday brunch.
Saturday movie.
Palladium post 11.
The rain.
Obscene mannequins.
Chicken Soup for the Sad Faggot Soul.
Zero navigational skills.
Palaise Royale and the four cranes on top.
Heavy machinery.
Ireland and St. Andrews.
Road trips to France.
Ravens, peejuns and kittens.
Six hour naps.
Fighting.
Growing up.
Losing wallets.
Dal chawal and cheeni.
"The Queen of the Suburbs".
Questionable sauce and medicinal fizzy drinks.
Icing.
Alligators.
Narcissism.
"Itna saara"
3 am talkativeness.
White chocolate torte.
Birthdays (Me- 1, You- negative 11).
Decades.
Decades.
Decades.


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