…knows no geographical boundary.

No race.

No social standing.

By the way, neither does happiness.

Photo credit: The mother.

A spice with spiritual and medicinal properties and a divine fragrance.

Saffron colour or bhagwa denotes renunciation- a colour commonly worn by monks and saints.

..said the mother once. She was right-they do. Take for instance this lovely magenta Dahlia that I met today. It was looking right at me  as I passed the office gate,begging to be photographed. So photograph it, I did. G4 Securities stared.  I didnt care. I’ve learnt what has to be photographed, has to be photographed.

Note: The second picture is slightly blurred, but its been uploaded because I still think its pretty.

…was going about their business & wondering why someone with a camera was chasing them!

…of not carrying a camera with me to office. If had I would have taken a picture of the sky today morning.  A 5 megapixel Nokia camera, just doesnt do a gorgeous sky like the one we had today justice.

Fresh air, wide open spaces and a good match with your friends. Makes a darn good Sunday, I think.

Macaroons! Baked a batch when I last visited home.How I wish I had the space to fit in an oven in Delhi.

.. that inspires poetry.Now if only I could write….

All these years and I have never really figured out what the chewy, sweetness of jujups is made of. I got these at a kiddie birthday party. Essentially it tasted the same as it did when I was a kid, only the flavours  and colours were more varied. The sugar coating was finer too. It still makes you chew endlessly, still sticks to your teeth in an annoying way. And if you are me, it guarantees you a sore throat the next day. Damn the artificial colours.

The best things to have with soup these days. Corn on the cob. Boiled and dripping in butter. Perfect.