Lullaby

 The lazy, dreamy conversations we would have here, over cups of tea and namak paras, would be so good. 

I'd then ask you to grab something sweet from the kitchen and you'd go and get some biscuits. 

I'd dip the biscuits carefully into my tea and eat them, and you'd continue to tell me stories. 

Yes, that's all I'd want. 

Warmth, sweetness and a lullaby with you, sitting in a cool, fragrant breeze on a lazy afternoon.