I want to eat noodles in the evening and I am very hungry
for it.
Heads are tuning in my mind and they belong to my friends.
The learner in me is talking alphabets of the childhood and
the numbers are making calculations of a better meal.
I have become a sous and the kitchen is full with my
delicacies.
Tamarind!, I speak loud and the wondering me is at apple and
eating in the garden wondering my work in school tomorrow!
The idol of budhdha is tossing coins in my mind to call my
friend but I shared a picture of my favourite noodles in the social network andcommented that I love the noodles that my mother makes for me to get a lot of
likes for my share.
