With coffee

coffee

One day as normal I was sitting with my coffee……smell of beans as usual enthralling….. Wind from somewhere let that smell to escape from cup and reach me.. Probably smell of beans never asked that wind where are you from,why did u help me to escape…..Neither I tried on this puzzle…. Yet I fell in love with that smell.

Here I din’t think of any who helped me to fall in such divine love

It means am ungrateful?? Isn’t it?

I rushed to mighty lord  to ask this….He said

My Lil pie…. Sometimes you don’t question bcoz you are not destined for curtained answers,

I closed my eyes… Gazed my presence in romance I had with beans smell!!!

Forever in love with coffee,❤
Asmi