Last weekend, we visited the largest buddhist temple in Southern hemisphere – Nan Tien Temple. The tranquility of the place keeps beckoning me, like a whisper.
Naaahh!!! it’s just because my husband can’t handle the mood swings anymore. He wisely decided to put me in a meditative place rather than among a pile of dirty dishes. We walked up the steep hill near the temple. As the view of the city, spread across the coastline, slowly unfolded in front of me, I felt all ‘Bollywoodish’. My Shah Rukh Khan was walking behind me, while I was soaking in the beauty of the place. There were tall pine trees where I could run around, acres of green grass sprawled along the side of the hill, the humming breeze, the chirping birds – ohh so beautiful and romantic. For once I felt like being in a Karan Johar movie song.
I turned around, to look at my hero, to hold his hand and sing some songs.
And that’s when the reverie broke.
He was too busy capturing that bhhloody wild flower. My Knight turned into Darth Vader in two seconds flat.
I wondered if he was taking revenge. Hmmm was it something I said. Well I certainly didn’t make any snide remark on his stubble or the broccoli that he stole from my plate, or the fact that I was carrying all his photography equipments.
I get it, it must be when he was trying to figure out the shape of his face and I replied with Football. 😛
“When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”