Wednesday, December 23, 2009

(105)Cold Coffee

Temperature falling down and down by each day.
Air is meant to kill and Sun gives no relief.
Choked throat, and nose sprinkling.
Yet,
It was a thrill to walk down the lane and sit in the coffee shop, dare to choose between few favorites like Devil's own, Choco-frappe and Tropical iceberg; and to savor it at ease with every sip freezing the throat and the feel jumping out of my pores.
Its joy to treat your lone-self at times.

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