Waking to the pitter-patter of rain and a howling wind (one of the sliding windows does not shut completely) makes me ravenous. I, desperately desire, something oily, fried and hot - now!
Sigh, since I gotto do all the work, I channelise my thoughts and actions to boiling the milk and making tea - using all my will power not to make the slightest bit of noise. I have two left hands untill I have gulped down half a large cup of tea!
Oh no! have I run out of horlicks? after rummaging frantically and as quietly as I could, I find the Horlicks refill packet and am genuinely thankful while putting away the other packets of flour, sugar, sugar, toor dal, poha, channa... poha... (with a glint in my eye) perfect!
5 comments:
Lol, nice thought process!
Ha.. so that's how the Poha came about!
Nice to know you have a blog going on :)
shalini - does sound amusing now :)
asha - 'going on' is the apt phrase, I suppose, lol!
"Sigh, since I gotto do all the work ..." - story of my life.
How many times i have wished for a 'raju' to cook for me.
Found your blog thru. Shalini. Love your writing.
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