The sun's rays had already crept through my window & drenched my room with light. Sleep taste sweetest when you resist to wake up. It is but with heavy heart that I relinquish my sleep & pull myself toghether.
But not today! It was a weekend that bought me few more drops of honey as I extended my sleep while a statue of abstemious Bhudda, which I recently bought, wandered aloud at the petty cumberworld outgrowing in both time & stupidity.