Dear Visitor from Southend on sea, do let me know as to what are you looking for in this space.. may be I can help you out.. do drop in a line, I am really intrigued by your daily silent presence...
This is not a work of fiction, but it seems so, even to me who is the one who has experienced it all. My memory of all that is being written here seems to have happened in some other life time, but all of it happened when I was 4 or 5 years old, but still the pictures are so vivid and so real in my mind like I am watching a techni colour HD movie or as if I am still there when I am writing it all down. I say it is not fiction because of the tremendous nature’s bounty and beauty and companionship that I experienced at that time seems so unreal even to me. Let me start with the morning, yes, so the morning started with me the 5 year old running from bed straight to the verandah and sitting on the steps of the verandah (of my house which was in a small town of Kerala), the steps leading to the courtyard, it looking all clean with fresh marks of broom which looked like half circles made over and over again on the brown earth. Sitting on the steps I l...
Apart from the blogathon that I have jumped into there is another very important issue (!) which has been circling inside my head for long and hold your breath, it is about getting hold of a good yeast (!!) So that I can venture into bread baking..which I had been longing to do for so long. This search for a good yeast has been going on for so long that I have tried at least 4 to 5 types of yeast till now, I brought a pack from kerala store in Delhi, then when I went to Kerala I brought two packs from a bakery thinking that the kind of stuff they have at their shop, definitely they must be selling good yeast and was excited about trying it out.. then I brought packs from different bakeries in Delhi.. to cut a long story short... none.. yes... NONE of the yeast ever worked. During this Diwali I wanted to bake cinnamon rolls and started imagining the joy of my children when they will be eating the perfect, melt in mouth cinnamon rol...
Let me start off this ‘nablopomo’ with a Thank you note to Swar who started it all off with an FB post. Like so many bloggers out there even I was looking for an excuse to write… I would like to write everyday but then someone needs to push me or I need to have a typical goal to achieve and that is exactly what Swar did. The things that a blog marathon does to a blogger is unbelievable, it starts giving you an eye for a post in everything. You start lurking in a corner during conversations with your colleagues or your family.. you start looking for a topic in even something as mundane as your daily cup of coffee, also someone like me who usually sleeps through my 2 hour morning journey to office remains wide awake looking at the scenes on the road while our office bus zooms past…. lest I miss some very important topic to be converted into a post from the morning scenes and hustle and bustle on the roads… ...
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