The Sunday Brunch

“SUNDAY

The day..I planned a lot but actually do nothing.” 
― Lovely Goyal, I Love the Way You Love Me

The week rushes by at lightening speed when things go right. On other days, I pray hard it passes as quick. Like you ,even I put all my high hopes on Saturday and Sunday. For most of us, even Saturdays are reserved for the good ol' office.And then comes the universal lazy day - Sunday.

During mid-week , we plan about how we must go on a Sunday Brunch at city's lesser known cafes. South Bombay to be precise. Every Friday night, the eyes close with a dream to relish that much awaited Sunday Brunch. Then , the phone beeps. Whatsapp showers begin. Sunday at the beach? Sunday at our place? Sunday at the theatre? Sunday for that pop-up shop? And then my maid breaks the hailstorms in my mind with -Didi, x,y,z is over. Veggies need refill. Then I hear a crack, Holy Cow! Whats wrong with the fan? It stopped working! Oh and look, the blackberry - Reminder from the Boss. Be prepared for monday! Reminder from PR- When does the blog-post go live?

And its only in my Friday dreams, where I always meet ,The Sunday Brunch.

Palazzos, Tie-dye tank, neckpiece- Fleamarkets at powai, Bandra, Colaba| Floral hairband- Accessorize| Eyes- L'Oreal Kajal Majique

Have you been to your much awaited Sunday Brunch?