Dark Brown Chocolate Cookies With A Glass Of Warm And Delicious Milk.

Evenings are the times, when most of us introspect.

Introspection into life, into work , into studies, into the day at school.

There is nothing best than introspecting life with dark brown chocolate cookies and having them by dipping into milk.



Just Hero.

Your lovely smile and bow,

Remind me of my past.

You called me friend and hero.

I could make everything.

I could make everything just.

You loved the apples and nuts.

The roses, chocolates and pumpkin crusts.

You asked me to tell you stories,

Of ships, seas, grass valleys and fairies.

After four long years,

You have grown up as a princess.

I came to your town,

You look below from your balcony,

And with childhood zeal,

You shouted-“You my friend, my hero”.



Fenerbahce win in the match between Fenerbahce VS Zenit In UEFA Europa League – 2019.

In the football match between Fenerbahce VS Zenit, In the UEFA Europa league, Fenerbache win by 1-0 goal.

Congratulations to Fenerbahce.



Holidays Begin and Going for a Bus Ride.

Life is a big holiday. It is such a prolonging version of vacations that we miss out the fun that the big guys nearly and always have. They are always in their mojo and whatsoever may come nothing can poke and change them. So, simply to get a change and to be in good fresh air (which doesn’t exist anymore), we have decided to go on a trip.
The bags are ready, tiffins have been packed in air tight tiffin boxes and our tickets to holidays are ready. We are going to a place, where there is fresh air, the hotels are modest, not too extravagant and the prices are not steep. Food is moderately priced and the best thing is you can play any outdoor game whenever you want, be it football, cricket, badminton, etc.
The destination for which the tickets have been booked is nearly a half a day journey by bus or an eight hour journey by train.
Simply imagining the fun that I would have, my sports shoes are doing Zumba by themselves and my storybooks are super excited themselves. Ma has made three sorts of tiffins to be had on our way to that place and everything which exists is humming –“hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,holiday,holiday,holidays.”
It feels as if with us, our things too would enjoy the holidays.
The bus is a luxury bus. But there is nothing “ooh-aah” about it. Only, you can stretch your legs a bit if you want and the bus looks grand.
I have taken two apples in my pocket in case I get extra hungry on the way and we are now simply waiting for the journey to start. Once the bus starts it will make a stop only after two hours and you can’t attend nature’s call in between a bus journey.B y the way, who wants to even have nature calling, while you are in a bus? Once you have settled down nicely in your hotel room, then nature can call as much as it wants (limited edition only).
The big engine of the bus has started doing-“grrr,grrr and grrr”, signalling that it is hungry for a road trip and the trip begins.
We have just crossed the first hundred miles of our journey and that means nearly half of our journey. The bus did stop twice in between and no, we didn’t attend nature’s call as the nature didn’t come calling. Ma bought me a gems chocolate packet and a pack of salted peanuts and buttered croissants from a vendor who was selling his wares on the bus (when the bus had stopped).

Now the last leg of the journey is coming to an end and within five minutes we would reach our destination and the hotel people would have sent a cab over at the bus station for us and soon we would be taking a hot water bath and a medium sized nap to break all the tiredness of our journey.
Next day, when the Sun was looking baby sized, we went for a trek on the nearby hills and it was fun. The trek guide himself was trembling and seizing anything to which he could hold himself too. He had a big trouble keeping his feet steady on the hills and often would request us that if we would like to go for an enclosed bus tour in a nearby jungle.
We came back to the hotel at around two o’clock in the afternoon and went straight for lunch.
The food which we had the day before in the bus was excellent.The bus ride was so bumpy, but the food which Ma had prepared was so beautiful, that it helped me keep myself in me during the whole journey.

She had prepared three items, which were-Hakka noodles, buttered sandwiches with mind blowing stuffing and vegetable fried rice with pakodas. It felt as if the long journey was simply created so that I ( we) could enjoy the food prepared by her, thoroughly and throughout the time which the bus took to reach its goal.

The lunch which we had was good, but not superb. The dal tadka was excellent and the buttered naan was done nicely. The rest of the food was good.
In the evening we had tea and samosa. After that we went for a little walk and before sunset we had visited a beautiful garden and the smell of the flowers over there made my mind hum and belt out a few evergreen melodies. In times like these, one needs to sit down on a bench and simply take the scenery in. The more you take it in, the more you can sustain yourself.

The dusk had spread its wings all over the sky and our friend the Sun had already gone and it was time for us to go back to our hotel room. The walk back to our hotel room was a bit slow as the garden had a beautiful effect on us and we strolled at a slow pace, leisurely.
Such are the beautiful things which are like small pebbles in God’s collection of pebbles.
The rest of the journey, I would narrate tomorrow.


The Kite Competition Continued……………

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The three friends who took part in the kite flying competition met once again as planned. They were  wearing their sunglasses and had brought fresh kites with them ( I had written the post about it yesterday – Three Competing Kites.). They came at about nine O’ clock in the morning, after finishing their breakfast. They went to the three different ends of the playground and started flying their kites. For half an hour all that they did was spend their energy trying to get the kites high up in the air and the wind was against them.

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They were nearly exasperated when, there was a sudden change in the direction of the  wind flow and immediately, the kites started going higher and then again. It was a tough fight with the wind to control their kites. In the meanwhile, four other boys came into the playground bringing their kites with them. Soon there were seven kites flying in the sky and more people came and started cheering them.


After five minutes or so, one of the original contestants of the competition brought down the kite of one of the boys who had joined later. This act bought a new level of rivalry in the two groups of boys and with more cheering from the crowds, they became more aggressive in their attitudes and were beginning to quarrel, when three elder men from the locality started flying kites. Soon many more people started crowding in the playground and like bees attracted to honey, vendors with their wares and goods came their and started hawking their products.

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The kite competition went on for more than forty five minutes, when at last there were only two participants remaining. One of them an elder and the second one a small boy.

In the bravely fought kite competition, the boy won the match fair and square as the elder was spending most of his time scratching his bald head and the boy meticulously and cleverly brought down that bald man’s kite.

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The kite competition turned out to be very enjoyable for the whole locality as everyone whether a champ or a zero had come to watch the match and the boy who won was cheered by everyone and his mother presented him with a big chocolate bar for winning the match. All the neighbourhood aunties had brought delicious dishes for him throughout the day, for he was the hero of the day.