Les petites joies de la vie πŸ’–

First day of the week and I’m drenched from head to toe as I return home, and, I’m famished. The dark clouds always definitely are an indication of something good, but getting drenched in the rain is definitely not my cup of tea. I splatter water all around in the house as I make my way towards my room, when an astonishingly familiar aroma hits me. An astonishingly familiar, yet mouth-wateringly delicious aroma. Patience not withstanding, I ask my mom what she’s cooking and she replies, albeit with a bit of hesitation “Rava Kichdi” 
Though I’m more than willing to gulp down anything she gives me, I mock-gag at the name and sneak into my room.
Minutes later, I get to gobble platefuls of hot piping Kichdi generously lathered with the best sambhar on earth. 
This, without a doubt, is the BEST meal I’ve ever had, until date. 

I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world. Anything.
Each has his own favorite rain-food. Masala chai. Moong Dal Ke Pakode. Bhajiyas. This, has to be mine. πŸ’–
Cheers!✨

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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