There is a crispness in the air

A nip so slight it’s almost not there .

Ms Papaya sleeps

Parrots screech

Girls from the school across the road march Left, Left, Left , Right, Left

The bread man knocks and hands me a loaf Fresh from the bakery, all soft and warm

School buses begin to rumble and

A motorbike whizzes past .

In my kitchen, the kettle boils , my coffee perks.

And steps of children running upstairs , mingle with newspapers rustling

Left left left right left .

The sounds slowly recede into the background as more noises roar down the road instead .

A new morning breaking , a new week starting

How wonderful it is to be up today.

Looking out the balcony, I watch the sky turn blue each day.

The greyness vanishing , the clouds whitening and

gradually vanishing

into nothingness

As sunshine fills my days again.

After a long while I was woken up this morning by Ms Papaya who herself was awake since 5 am! I woke up reluctantly as I was tired after an exhausting and busy

week.

After my traumatic experience with a blogging challenge I shouldn’t have attempted, I de-stressed with a night out to dinner with young friends who think about things so differently and positively.

So staring out while Ms Papaya slept for a second round, I felt the freshness come in from the outside and fully house with happiness.

Does this happen to you on a Monday morning ?

I’d love to hear your thoughts about waking up on Monday.

Sharing positive thoughts this Monday morning from a Mumbai that is waking up.

Happy Monday all!

Ciao

Linking up with #MondayMusings hosted by Corinne of EverydayGyaan