Has this ever happened to you...

Has this ever happened to you...

That you slip & fall, and instead of thinking about possible injuries you are thankful that nobody was around to see the inelegant heap you fell in? Yep, that’s me.

Waiting at Hospital room for B to return after his dinner , I was sitting next to his bed with thoughts wandering and in between balancing chair in two by tilting backwards. I was busy engrossed in my own thoughts and the next thing I remember was I fell with a thud on floor . And just as if a slap-stick comic act were playing right in front of my eyes, I kept slipping further with each attempt to get up. Well, I did manage to get up with my dignity intact.

I’ve been chuckling all day to myself.

Mhy Kitchen Traumas!!!

Well, for a housewife what could be more pleasing than to have a dish come out the way it's meant to be. Especially, for a person like me who is NOT at all into cooking.I still remember how mom used to call me so that I can learn a bit of cooking but I never bothered to help her.I got the shock of my life when  my mother in law handed me the spatula, pan and the batter to make dosas,,,,well I never crossed my cooking limits with Maggie, tea and scrambled eggs and I was standing with the dosa batter, I tried  giving my apologies and gave a shot, to my surprise i got some cool dosas, after which I got the tip to get crispy ones.........

Life's like that....

I'm really the kind of person who loves to see new places, new countries and explore different cuisines. And what better way to accomplish this than with travel. But ofcourse, what I love best is to put down roots in my own native country. And that has never been a concern since I do live in India. There's quite nothing like having parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins & the whole extended family living not too far away. And then, there are the friends. From school, college, those I know from my first job and those from the last, and some others that I met elsewhere. All these people form the wonderful mosaic that my life is.

Getting married to Army officer its to get oppurtunity to visit different places, making new friends all the time, get to know their culture.. something I was looking forward to. Though, when it did come along I can't say I was very excited. It's funny, isn't it? It's what I like to call the 'great paradox'. Life throws at you exactly what you "think" you want, and then one is left all confused wondering if that is really what one wanted all along.
But then I had to move on.