Day 3

Day 3 

12/11/19

I think I'm already bored of this. Blogging. Not bored but it's like I'm doing it for the sake. So soon! How do they write novels ? Patience has to appreciated.😃

Blessing, home is blessing. I don't know why but i sleep very peacefully here. I'm a very light sleeper usually. I wake up even to the slightest bit of sound, but now my room in Hyderabad is like sound proof to my mind. No body enters/ wakes me up until i step out. Holiday ! Again high five to the like-minded clan . 

After i wake up at my own ease, having homemade dosa with chutney is like a best start. With both parents who work, the house is all to me. I continue reading my novel in peace. In Bangalore im most of the time alone at home, but this peace i have here is incomparable. I had this sudden urge of doing something. So i order lamb mince and chicken via licious and go back to the reading.

Meanwhile I ask our househelp to cut the required Vegetables. Cooking here has never been an option. My mother would never allow me to even cut Vegetables forget about cooking. In this matter my mother-in-law never allowed me to enter the kitchen too. I am pampered here and there. Being a chicken lover, I've only learnt how to make chicken curry. And later rest added one by one. But once i started cooking, I learnt that i love cooking for someone. I love that appreciation. There are days I wait for my husband to taste. That waiting is like looking, but pretending not to look at each and every expression of his, like a duck looking here and there in a pool of water. Sometimes he appreciates immediately and ofcourse sometimes i have to ask. Ultimately appreciation is important. Never did he complain. Even if it's salty or spicy or bland or sour . But How much do we humans crave for it. The appreciation.  

So today I make mutton kheema. Today I was craving for my father's. To top this feeling, when everyone appreciate the aroma which filled the house. Aha ! Tummy filled with appreciation. 

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