braying of an ass did chase that 'stallion reason' away..............................
I woke of that biting chill on my bones, with a thick blanket that captured a slice of chennai heat. Adventure beckons, the hills look inviting, the trees seemed to clap the hands, and the streams were giggling, the lake remained placid. The reality of hot coffee was more tempting that the feet gravitated to the kettle.
Someone had to remind me of what humans do in the morning - rubbing plastic hairs on the teeth with some gooey substance in between.
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