Sometime when you’re feeling important; Sometime when your ego ‘s in bloom; Sometime when you take it for granted, You’re the best qualified in the room: Sometime when you feel that your going, Would leave an unfillable hole, Just follow these simple instructions, And see how they humble your soul.
Take a bucket and fill it with water, Put your hand in it up to the wrist, Pull it out and the hole that’s remaining, Is a measure of how much you’ll be missed. You can splash all you wish when you enter, You may stir up the water galore, But stop, and you’ll find that in no time, It looks quite the same as before.
The moral of this quaint example, Is to do just the best that you can, Be proud of yourself but remember, There’s no indispensable man. (Saxon White Kessinger)
When I graduated to medical college, I used to take all my friends especially the North Indians to this awesome place in Bangalore, street food of course.. Idlies are served in posh restaurants to the humble thela wala ( street vendor)
The chutneys are something to die for..ahh the endless number of times I have visited this place in bangalore, Commercial street, an elderly couple doling out the most delicious, soft, mouth watering idlis paired with chutneys of two colours, a white one made of lentils and a red one made of fiery hot red chillies and tomatoes..
Chutneys itself need an entire post to be described..you have soo many to choose from!! We have restaurants serving small small lemon sized idlis to huge ones called “Thatte Idlis” with different chutneys..
So I am imagining myself standing in front of this cart waiting for my turn for steaming idlis, served really hot hot hottttt with the chutneys in tow..ahh I have lost track of the innumerable visits to that place !!!
Speaking of idli love let me share with you another personal story..
It dates back to med school, me and my husband who was “Just a Friend” back then!! As usual I was craving for Idlis from the cart, so he took me there, rather I forced him to come along.. Being the hygiene freak that he is, he was cringing when I insisted on having a plate of Idlis, he let me have my fill though..
So the story goes like this wherein I am blabbering away something and the vendor passes the plate of hot idlis!! Too hot for me to hold and my husband ( who was still just a friend) took out his handkerchief and placed the plate on it and held it for me till it was cool enough for me to eat and I literally ended up eating it out of his hands while still chatting away!! Awww that made me melt indeed..(soo kiddish you might say but yup that’s me Nee and what do you expect I would do??!! All of 21 and experiencing this ha ha ha so that was a sign of love blossoming..) Poor hubby still tags along cribbing and grumbling when I tell him I wanto eat idlis from the vendors..
As I was searching for images I got to know there is a world idli fay too.. Every year, March 30 is observed as World Idli Day, a day dedicated to this delicious, fermented healthy food.. Now that’s also news to me.. Wow!!!
More about the Idli love in the next post…Until next time drool away, grab a hot plate of Idli sambhar and let the magic work…have a great week ahead all..
I am short..fat and proud of that!!! – Winnie the Pooh
Question to self?? Would I post these pics a year back?? Probably not…I would have been ashamed of how broad I looked or how stumpy my legs were!!
Being blessed with a pretty face and a huge body always came with comments like “Oh you are sooo pretty, if only you lost some weight!!”
I mean like really??!!! Common anything I do would be related to “You are such an all rounder if only you would loose some weight…it would be perfect!!!
Go shopping and the sales bhaiya would be like “Mam XXL size would fit you!!”😰
It was soo kind of drilled into me that anything or everything I do I still had to look a certain way or dress a certain way so that I would look presentable or lookable!!🙈
Did I care?? Sometimes yes and sometimes no..I would be totally lying if I said nahhh I did not care..ofcourse it hurts!! Ofcourse you feel bad when you are made to feel that the only thing worthy of any achievement was if you looked a certain way or got rid of some weight!!!
The same sales bhaiya when I went back after a massive 20 kg weight loss was like “Mam L size would still be loose please go for an M!!” Made me laugh my a.. off!!! So for the record I am still me..Nee!!!
A pretty face and with a body to please the society!!!( Anyone get the sarcasm here??!!)
Brings back many memories of the bygone days…
One such is of the time she had to stay away from her love…not knowing what was store for her in the future…
They walked hand in hand…She wouldn’t let go of his..She was a mess internally but seemed very calm outside..He too was surprised that some one like her who was an endless bundle of energy was soo calm that day..
She knew it could be or maybe it was the last time ever she was seeing him..maybe..nothing was certain at that moment..
He was going away to his city..to a new life..having completed his medical school He had nothing left here except maybe her.. maybe..
The train arrived at their platform..having placed His luggage they both stood silently watching the crowd hustling by..
As the train cooed she panicked..
It was time for Him to leave..they hugged and kissed without a care as to who was seeing them..
He boarded the train..She stood there watching him leave..witholding her tears..
He mumbled a love you..She mumbled back something…She saw him leave and was completely shattered..
The months passed by they stayed in touch through mails and messages…She met him after a year and half..He had changed completely..yet He was Hers..
She was nudged from her reverie by her husband as she stood there on the same platform waiting to board the train, the very same train,to her In-laws place..His place..(Though 4 years late, She married only Him)
She had her hand in His..Happy and glee..!!
She heard a loud crash at about 3 in the noon..
8 months pregnant,she ran or atleast tried to get fast to where the sound was coming from..
She heard a lot of commotion, of people shouting and sounds of branches giving away..
She stood still in her balcony.. Before her lay the magnificent tree..
The same tree she had seen and nurtured since the house was built..
No one knew why and how
it had come crashing down..
The huge branches crashed against the electric poles and the compound walls of the opposite house…
She could not bear to see the very tree beneath whose shelter she had spent those rainy days on the balcony watching the rain droplets tickle the window grills..
The same tree cause of which the summer months were cooler..
Her favourite pastime being standing in the balcony at 2 in the morning wherein the cool breeze from the tree brushed against her..
When the whole world was asleep, she used to just stand and watch the tree taking in the calmness of the night…
The many summers she had spent reading a book or enjoying an evening Tea under the shelter of the tree..
The sight of the squirrels playfully chasing each other on the branches or the cawing of the crows would never be seen or heard again..
It took quite a while for her to overcome the shock and get used to absence of the tree…
One fine morning a month later she woke up to another commotion..She hurried to the balcony with her new born..
This time to see her Dad and few neighbours standing at the same spot busy planting a new sapling..
Her dad looked up and she beamed with joy..
Soon another tree would sprout there and would grow up with her daughter..
Hey everyone 🙋
I am back with yet another tell tale thursday picture prompt …thanks to firsttimemommy who sets my brain working by posting these picture prompts .. you can check out her amazing inputs on child care and wonderful short stories..
Just like any girl she grew up on fairy tales and stories of lands far far away..
It was her childhood dream to always visit disneyland and boy did it come true when her husband surprised her with a trip to Hong Kong..
She was super excited to see the woven tales of Snow white, Cinderella, Rapunzel, Sleeping beauty and many more characters come to life in front of her..The castle mesmerised her..
All in good spirit until the better half started asking her to hurry up cause he did not want to miss out on any attractions in the park..
They fought..had difference of opinions and she tagged along reluctantly..
Finally she had had enough and told her better half to leave her and go complete seeing the whole park by himself, while she chose to sit and savour the sights around her..
He actually walked away..she wasn’t expecting that..
Heartbroken, she watched the fireworks show,the hallmark of the theme park held at the end of the day wherein musical stories were being retold and displayed on the castle..her dream castle!!
She missed him..
Both were in the same place yet far away, lost in the crowd..
They reached the meeting point of the tourist bus, she still angry and annoyed that she had to see it all without him..
He fuming that he had indeed missed her and glad she was there safe..
Hope you liked it..Have a great Valentine day…until next time..🤗🤗🤗
The sepia tinted pics..Brought back memories of those bygone days when a picture meant a lot…a camera reel loaded with 36 shots..with no space for retakes..
One shot captured is final.. whether you look fat or have hair covering your face..candid as we call them now, it was all in the moment..
The beauty and sceneries were more embedded in the heart and soul and not in those hard-disks loaded with multiple shots which we hardly ever go back and look..
As I was immersed in these thoughts, my two year old daughter came over to ask me “Mumma pic..”
I complied by clicking a series of pouty pictures for an Instagram post..
So Ironic I know…(sigh)
This is my version of the tell tale prompt..not a story just thoughts..
Write a story following this sentence – it can be funny, scary, dramatic! Anything that showcases your writing skills.
So here is mine…
They heard a rasping knock at 1.a.m The better half opened the door.. She peeped to look at what or who it was.. There HE was, the face she often wondered about, for the past soo many years.. As their eyes met, HE stood there silently having a conversation with her..
Her husband cleared his throat to remind them of his presence.. She came back to the present…HE stood there still… The train to the village was late HE said..too late she thought!! HE was back to the village after all those years..those long years which she had spent thinking of why HE had not comeback or sent a post, as he had promised HE would..
HIS family had migrated during partition..
HE had come back to sell their village house and go back forever.. The look on HIS face said it all..
My first attempt at picture prompt story..hope you liked it , any feedback would be appreciated and don’t forget to check out firsttimemommy
Have a great weekend everyone!!!🤗