Have a candlelit dinner at home.

“My adrenaline rushed as soon as I heard his footsteps and I awaited as he slowly opened the door. He crept slowly inside the dim room. His facial expressions conveyed that he was speechless with such invitation back home. The smell of sweetness from the Kesari, the hot spices and the scent that arose from the bee-wax candle added an interesting mix of nostalgic feeling tickling the minute strings on the walls of the nose gave paving way for a deep inhalation of satisfaction every now and then. Slowly, the tables were set and we both sat on either side looking at each other in affection.”

“My late partner and I used to have a nice candlelit dinner on the balcony every now and then. We would do the whole nice dinner thing. Table cloth, linen napkins, good dinnerware, a nice wine with a home cooked meal.”