#chaicrib

[beckyschaicrib]

This reminds me of these lyrics from Kannathil Muthamittal :

Vellai pookal ulagam engum malarave. Vidiyum bhoomi amaidhikaaga vidiyave.

English translation:

Let white flowers blossom everywhere in the world. Let the world dawn for peace.

[beckyschaicrib]

Never been a fan of pre-packaged coffee, but this was good, cold.

[beckyschaicrib]

These people I cross,

Distinctive shapes, sizes, standards,

Relishing discoveries,

Resilience in dolours.

~ Rebecca Shamasundari

[beckyschaicrib]

This is what we call 'Soul Food'. Their Chole Bhature was to die for.

@ Big Singh Chapati, Subang

[beckyschaicrib]

The night breeze knocks my window,

Strolling my soul from peace,

Awakening memories long forgotten,

Triggering my solace of tranquility,

Into the dark realms of my mind,

Where a wound still bleeds,

And a scar still hurts.

~ Rebecca Shamasundari

[beckyschaicrib]

The best part of being Malaysian, is that you celebrate everything with FOOD.

@ Thai Tuk Tuk, Publika

[beckyschaicrib]

Window is small,

Visibility is restricted,

Perspective is exhaustive.

~ Rebecca Shamasundari

[beckyschaicrib]

Reflection on the window,

Storm on the backdrop,

Mirroring tell tales,

Only I recognise.

~ Rebecca Shamasundari