I am , I exist...
I think, therefore I am.
A year ago, I was so looking forward to a beautiful summer. A year later, I fret at the thought of summer. Chennai is blazing hot and its only March. Summer officially starts mid April and unofficially it never ends. I am home and that is something to cheer about. The fragrance of incense sticks, aroma of spices, sound of pressure cooker whistle, clatter of dishes, excitement of watching live wrestling, dhobiwaala, maid, driver, sambhar, idli, my bedroom, big screen Television, my car... Missed it all..
A new beginning :)
I think, therefore I am.
A year ago, I was so looking forward to a beautiful summer. A year later, I fret at the thought of summer. Chennai is blazing hot and its only March. Summer officially starts mid April and unofficially it never ends. I am home and that is something to cheer about. The fragrance of incense sticks, aroma of spices, sound of pressure cooker whistle, clatter of dishes, excitement of watching live wrestling, dhobiwaala, maid, driver, sambhar, idli, my bedroom, big screen Television, my car... Missed it all..
A new beginning :)
posted by Jo @ 4:04 PM
5 Comments:
At Wednesday, 17 March, 2010,
Prince # The Aviator..!! said…
u write really cool..!!!
At Sunday, 21 March, 2010,
Anonymous said…
Great to see you back blogging....Missed your blogs:)
At Tuesday, 23 March, 2010,
full_moon_p said…
Miss the sounds and smells... USA comes across like an hospital crossed with an ashram - bland colors, blander foods, and any loud sound equates to trouble!
At Thursday, 03 June, 2010,
Unknown said…
Hey.....lukin for u n ur family for a long time n my gud old frn Pree.
Kavi.
At Thursday, 28 July, 2022,
Anonymous said…
Hey.. where are you these days?
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