Good things comes in small packages!
Goes a proverb! It is true on how that small things can bring truck load of happiness in us. Below are few things which brought so much of happiness in the past and I am not fortunate enough to enjoy those in the present but hope that I get an opportunity to experience the same in the future.
1. Come rain, I always had the luxury of leaving the things as is and rushing to the pyol…Sit at one of the corners and enjoy the scenic beauty of rain falling from the sky and touching the ground so gracefully! My mom always brought a strong filter coffee along with a crisp to munch on a rainy day!I absolutely had zero thoughts in my mind and loved watching the rain to glory..Pyol these days is not common in cities and I am missing our ancestral home and memories associated with it.
2. During my school days and during every alternate days,my father would get 2 vegetable puffs from Iyengar bakery once he gets back from work..It would be piping hot and always tasted yum. One quantity never quenched my love for the puff and I always approached my brother to give me some from his share too.Who cared about calories and all that then I miss the Iyengar bakery and ofcourse the fatty vegetable puffs.
3. There was no fancy truffles or fondant cakes then.But once or bi-weekly my father got us a honey cake or a chocolate cake with more coconut scrapings topped. The honey soaked cake was just out of the world. And the chocolate cake was at a different level too! Again it was from Iyengar bakery!
4. Rose milk ice, milk stick ice, Semiya ice,Orange ice and tube ice-All from a local ice walla who used to sell in a cycle. Many a times, I defended my mom to give me 10rs to get some despite she arguing it was not hygienic etc! I have never tasted semiya or milk stick ice in the recent years
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5. Miss those days of packing food(especially curd rice,sambhar rice and vadumanga(baby mangoes),taking them to river cauvery,enjoy eating every spoon of it and taking bath to glory along with my friends and cousins!Good old days!
Goes a proverb! It is true on how that small things can bring truck load of happiness in us. Below are few things which brought so much of happiness in the past and I am not fortunate enough to enjoy those in the present but hope that I get an opportunity to experience the same in the future.
1. Come rain, I always had the luxury of leaving the things as is and rushing to the pyol…Sit at one of the corners and enjoy the scenic beauty of rain falling from the sky and touching the ground so gracefully! My mom always brought a strong filter coffee along with a crisp to munch on a rainy day!I absolutely had zero thoughts in my mind and loved watching the rain to glory..Pyol these days is not common in cities and I am missing our ancestral home and memories associated with it.
2. During my school days and during every alternate days,my father would get 2 vegetable puffs from Iyengar bakery once he gets back from work..It would be piping hot and always tasted yum. One quantity never quenched my love for the puff and I always approached my brother to give me some from his share too.Who cared about calories and all that then I miss the Iyengar bakery and ofcourse the fatty vegetable puffs.
3. There was no fancy truffles or fondant cakes then.But once or bi-weekly my father got us a honey cake or a chocolate cake with more coconut scrapings topped. The honey soaked cake was just out of the world. And the chocolate cake was at a different level too! Again it was from Iyengar bakery!
4. Rose milk ice, milk stick ice, Semiya ice,Orange ice and tube ice-All from a local ice walla who used to sell in a cycle. Many a times, I defended my mom to give me 10rs to get some despite she arguing it was not hygienic etc! I have never tasted semiya or milk stick ice in the recent years
.
5. Miss those days of packing food(especially curd rice,sambhar rice and vadumanga(baby mangoes),taking them to river cauvery,enjoy eating every spoon of it and taking bath to glory along with my friends and cousins!Good old days!
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