I want to take this moment to honor a wonderful and social pastime. I dedicate this blog entry to Shisha and her lovely husband Hookah.=) Last night, I spent 6 hours in her presence 'till the early morning in light of her graceful aura. I was with three other good friends. We were out and about early last night looking for some excitement and ended up without. We went to the The Living Room- but ended up being bored there; no one showed up! So, we called an old buddy who eventually revealed that he was in the presence of the Hookah and invited us over. You know the neat thing is- you don't have to be a smoker to enjoy the flavorful tokes. It’s just another way to taste fruit, I suppose. It gives you an opportunity to speak about the best of times and the worst of times....reminisce about each others lives...make friends...etc. The sound of the bubbles, the swirling of the thick steam, the smoothness of the smoke inhaled, the fragrance, the flavor, the sharing of the pipe- its all so, so....sensual even. I can't wait to get my own hookah- straight from the Middle Eastern lands themselves. Then, I'd be happy to share good times even more. |
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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