lazy sat

maybe it was the lazy sat sun or mayb i was too tired .....after packing off rak to office, i set out on my usual sprawl......met Mr.Hal's son in the church courtyard.......i kept talking to him without getting down from the cycle......I wonder if the name is Hal..i dont quite remember clearly but i thought it would be impolite to ask after all the friendly gestures every sunday..........went to the highstreet and lurked around the stalls....went to St.Mary's church..its a v old church built back in the 1600's btu somehow it failed to make me gasp......but it did give me goosebumps wen i tot of the old days it portrayed.....there was a flower festival going on and the kind of exhibitions they put up really amazed me.........those were very simple compared to what we would have put up in India. like some little cloth pieces collected,toys etc..new ideas of exhibiting......

and then while coming back,popped into the empty exeter hall and discovered a new way back home.......oo it was so beautiful and dreamworld like.......shady trees on either sides,,,,,birds chirping.,,open playgrounds on either side......moss rich fences.......he he i'm not shrek toh.......


yday gave the biggest party in my life........it was onam and i dint want to make Rak feel homesick........so i browsed up some traditional recipes and made them.......they were (just to rem in my old days)...

kalan,olan,pulinji,erriseri,thoran,sambhar,rasam,pappadam,
sharkaravaratti(flop),achar,payasam,kondattam......

i'm glad to pronounce that i still dont liei them :D

oo my god i got so many guinea pigs and unluckily only one was south indian...the rest were north indians and they couldnt stand my spices......it was funny to see them eating with running noses and running helter skelter for water........:D...i dint have much(brainy me!) as i wanted to be sure of the output......but i cudnt get any obvious outputs other than a messy kitchen......which tuk me 1 hr to clear........

and yaa the homesick part...........both of us missed our families dearily and it was a lossy try......
but ya i was happy...........

2day while walking down a graveyard........a beautiful one.......not ghostly ones........i saw some grave engraved "to my dearest kenny,i simply love you".............i found it so touching and i felt that its a bliss to be in love.......love is a boon........it comes along with its package of troubles and joy but u shudd maintain a cool head to enjoy the treasure.......

every time u luk into the eyes of ur loved one, u feel something glowing within ur heart..........something warm and deep......i rem the quote i had given during coll days to some contest like love is "the bread and butter of the soul" ..he he i used to be v hungry those days and bread and butter used to be my fav.........but yes......once u r in love, ur soul becomes so dependant on it........without it u become famished......

turning out to be so mushy mushy.........better wind up......

ciao senoritta.....;) wotever tht means!