Matke ka paani
Posted on November 6, 2006 by erimentha
Thanda thanda. But not cold. Not freezing. No ice-princess business. (Ice-prince?)
And then, when you drink it, leaves behind a lovely taste in your mouth. Warm earth. Like a good conversation.
Ever touch a matka? The touch can make you smile - grainy, rough, pleasant. Like a crooked smile showing tobacco-stained teeth.
Filed under: General stuff, Objectifying friends
I know, Tharunya - oh dear!
“tobacco-stained teeth” make you smile?
Sigh.