ascend paratha

"mohabbat" mohabbat is you, drinking a cold brew at a local park, in the amidst of the city roars. you find yourself at an old bookshop. watching her; a cold breeze with the warmest heart, chai during those nostalgic winter nights, a four-clover growing in the stinkiest drains, that unicorn when we were both young, hugging that friend for the first time, the deepest confession at a rainy night, walk by.