Having parents here.. feeling a good sense of contentment..
Dad, puttering with vegetables.. he has a green thumb.. he is keenly comparing vegetables in Assam and Bangalore.. and having avid comparisons..
Mom.. being mom… is quiet and seeing how to get in the kitchen…
Me being me.. not letting her in.. just want to sit with her and talk and argue and exchange stories, fight.. see whats in her wardrobe to borrow.. 
.. what mum and daughters do..
And I would like to start my morning with this view…
