A few of my favourite things

*This goes in the same tune as that of its original from 'The Sound of Music', yet, the lyrics have been changed and adapted to my liking. Do enjoy!*

Multi-coloured gel pens, and pointed lead pencils,
Dipped paint brushes and some pure white canvases
Shiny glossy paper and a spark from within
These are a few of my favourite things.

Hot strong coffee and some grilled mayo sandwich
Rainy cozy day with a book and hot chocolate
Cooking and laughing with Amma beside
These are a few of my favourite things.

Loose comfy tees and flip flops for casuals
A sparkling pretty eye and a big smile are usuals
Jhumkas and kurtas and tiny bindhis
These are a few of my favourite things.

A lil kids big smile and the love of our loved ones
A clean tidy desk and a room that's spick'n'span
Neat folded clothes and some peace from within
These are a few of my favourite things.

Tris and Elizabeth with Four and Mr.Darcy
Salander, Micheal, Harry, Ron and Hermione
Mariam and Laila and Michael Corleone
These are a few of my favourite things.

Cheering night matches with dad and my brother
Clicking selfies with those friends who do matter
Meeting ol'pals all the smiles and getaways
These are a few of my favourite things.

Fizzy Coca Cola and classic Choco drinks
Hot vada pav and Chinese dosas come crisp
Walking and talking and window shopping
These are a few of my favourite things.

Goofing with mates and gossiping with besties
Late night messages and good wifi networks
Smiling and writing with my heart glowing bright
These are a few of my favourite things.

When my fear overtakes,
when the whole plan fails,
when nothing goes my way,
And
I slowly begin to doubt myself.
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I don't feel
Sooooo baad.
-By:
T.K.A :)


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