In passing

By passerby

English


That would aptly describe the coffee bar I visited on Christmas. The ambience was opulent if not regal. I was seated with two of my very best friends sipping coffee from a warm cup. The maroon velvet clutching to my back was warm. So was the obscure corner where our table lay. A hideaway that inspired ideas.

There were times, when I took out my camera to experiment with the dim surroundings. There were times when I felt that I was clearly under-dressed. But for most of the time, I was absorbed in the river of conversation that flowed between us.

Clearly an evening to remember.

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