The color of Monday is not blue. Apart from its color, another good thing about Mondays is that it gives one the luxury of taking off from a clean slate. For most, it’s a commencement of another dreary, week-long existence. Though there may be a tinge of truth to that statement, however thinking about it this way compels one to miss-out on the other colors that Mondays offer.

Cheers to all the Mondays of my existence! 

An affair to remember

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A thousand stars smiling down on you and a handful of them dancing all around you – won’t that be something?
Indeed it was!

And then there she was with her lovely two-piece swimsuit. She was making gentle ripples on the surface as she was wading through the waist-deep sea. Her complexion was a stark contrast against the enveloping darkness. She was wearing a smile on her face and her black long hair was casting a sexy silhouette swaying in the dark ether.

Her strides were as graceful as grace can be.

And then we were side by side. She was standing in amazement at the wonders of the heavens and I was standing in awe at the scene unfolding.

Surreal. Magical.

Then I felt a certain warmth all around. It was the kind of warmth one would not notice instantly, the kind of warmth that brings comfort amidst the rather emotionless cold of the sea, the kind of warmth that I supposed can only be brought forth by some magic.

She felt it, too.

She giggled. And without a feeling of remorse she said, "Umiihi ako."