Picture Courtesy : Deepak Amembal
Waking up early is a bad habit these days… I get up at 4 sometimes at 3 but now with Internet back at home… its not so bad… it gives me enough time to blog hop and that in return gives me more idea’s for posts.. !
Having gotten up at 5 I was blog hopping and I realised so many people help rekindle so many memories… and that is the most beautiful thing about blogs… its real people with real life experiences… !!
Just this morning I was blog hopping and I came across this yummilicious picture by Deepak of Mumbai Daily. Now pause a moment and just look at the picture …. tell me doesnt that look totally delicious ?? drool anyone ?? drool all you like… !! 😛 😛
I am not having any of those laddooos at home at the moment, but it reminded me of golden old days as kids, when my Granny and Mom wanted us to eat Til Ka Chikki or Til ka Laddoo in winters as it was very good for health and in those days, now dont get shocked, I and my bro’s used to almost desist eating !!
Eventually my granny suggested Mom put coins of 10 paise and 25 paise in the laddoos and tell us that we could spend the money the way we liked… ! 10 paise and 25 paise dont sound a lot do they ?? lol… but in those days you could easily but a kite for 25 paise, also you could buy 4 marbles for 25 paise… !! Infact the laddoos became so popular that even our friends wanted the laddoos !!!!!
My Granny had us eating out of our Mom’s hands, literally !! Even today when I munch at a laddoo there is always this anticipation in my mind, maybe just maybe there might be a coin inside ! (it always crosses my mind) 🙂 🙂
Folks today is Makar Sankranti.. and this day marks the beginning of longer days… change of seasons… though its pretty cold today !!!
Wish you and your family a very happy Makar Sankranti !!! 😀 😀
My heart really misses being home in Bharuch today, this is the third consecutive year … it would have been great fun to buy kites on 13th, getting manja (thread) from Surat… some friend would rent huge speakers to ensure our music is the loudest in the neighbourhood, someone would be arranging for jalebi’s, some would arrange for Undhiya & Puri for lunch, caps, tapes … more than half the night of 13th would be spent tying the kinna, a process of readying the kites for flying with all friends having gathered at home and my mom assisting also throw in the batata wada’s at midnight brought from the railway station…
And then for the d-day get up early and bath and rush to my friends house and straight to his terrace (my house has too many trees around so impossible to fly kites) throw bits of paper in the air to gauge the air… like the cricketers almost… and then for the thumka’s to have the bird flying in the air… soaring, then making it to dip below the neighbour’s kite and then the adrenalin khench (pulling as fast as you can to cut the thread of another kite) and screaming at the top of voice
“Kaipo Che…… Lapppetttt…..”
I promise to none other than myself… next year I will be there to fly kites at home !!!!!! 😀 😀