Sunday, January 21, 2007

The bird's mirror, my mum and chef-on-demand

  1. Sitting alone by the silent riverside, watching the reflections of the trees, dancing on the quiet ripples. A white bird flies really close to the surface of the water as if wanting to see herself in the fluid mirror, and I want to tell her, you're beautiful...
  2. Mum calls up from the train and says she was just checking if their cellphone was still within range and thought she'd call me just because I'd told her not to call... he he.. Mothers, I tell you!
  3. I reach Tanmoy's place in the afternoon and find a grated lauki. Apparently, I'm supposed to make lauki pakoras! We finally make them and dadu eats one and says "I've eaten worse..."

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