As I sat down to write this post, I realized my thoughts, my words repetitive. Though my last few days were engulfed with many new activities like watching the beautiful Aravalli Hills during a long drive with my family, a visit to Birla Mandir along with some new friends, got my son’s eyes checked up after his frequent headache complaints.
Each and every experience was very enriching, yet every time I typed out paragraphs to talk about these experiences, the words coming out were same. After struggling a lot, I failed to bring any change. I hope my these repetitive words will not weaken the bond between us.
Last Sunday, as usual after having our lunch we were watching some movie lying on our bed. Suddenly he asked if we want to go to Delhi Haat. I was surprised and happy but when he added that we won’t stay there for more than hour, I wondered, how can one explore such a beautiful place in just an hour. But I know how to make that possible, so I grabbed the offer, albeit all conditions.
After packing a few apples and some bottles of water, I jumped into the car. As usual, I started the conversation by telling him how he dislike going there when he was 2 months old. Then, Inder hold together the thread of talk by sharing many more stories of that time and that gave me a feeling that we must time and again share our stories with our children as that helps to cement a relationship and also helps them to connect with their past.
Later, he even care to stop the car at places where we took him when he was very small. He looked at all those places very carefully as if, holding those memories in his heart for forever. Then I recalled a query about Stephen Hawking, Virat asked me a few days ago. At that time, I only knew that he is a great physicist. But later, I Google search to tell him.
After lots of conversation and listening to my favorites, we finally reached our destination. There they stopped to have their staple Momos and fruit beer while I, without wasting any minute I got up and asked Virat whether he wants to come with me or not? He opted to join me.
I have a small collection of black pottery at home so I didn’t pick any this time.
I hardly notice any cloth shop but thought this may interest you.
This blue pottery also fascinates me but I kept myself happy by taking home a picture only.
When I was clicking that picture the lady (above)) gave me a stink eye. Only later, I realized later why. (read above–no picture clicking).
After we reached home there wasn’t enough energy left for making a cake for our marriage anniversary. So we celebrated with this mousse and pizza ordered from outside. This mousse is our family’s favorite, hopefully your family like it too.
• Quark cheese – 140 gm
• Single cream, unsweetened – 200ml
• Mango pulp of 1 small
• Sugar – 1/3 cup + ½ (1/3 cup) (add more, if desire)
• Buttermilk – ½ cup (you can skip this one if, you want a thick mousse)
Blend all together.