Mornings are always busy, hectic to precise. I end up sleeping that extra five minutes and then have to run to the train station, to be just on time for the meeting. Amidst this chaos and a thousand random thoughts, I stand by the glass door of the rushing train, watching the city unfold in front of me. It is then that I notice this tiny green plant, flowering between rocks and concrete. I looked around but there wasn't any patch of fresh earth to be seen. And at that moment, somehow I found an inspiration - the meaning of strength and persistence.
I love lighting Diyas, but the fear of setting off the fire alarm made me resist decorating the whole balcony :P Tried making some Gulab Jamun with milk powder this time. Well let's just say they turned so rock solid that I could have used them as firecrackers :P After consulting Google Baba, made few Besan K laddu and lentils Pakode too, while the husband cooked some awesome Eggplant and Potato curry. So you see all my diet control went out of the window and tomorrow I will have to kill myself on the mat again.
Till then, let met grab another Laddu.
|“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” - Martin Luther King|
Hope you all are having a fun and safe Diwali. May love, light and laughter fill your life.