Of Extra 5 mins & Laddus

Mornings are always busy, hectic to precise. I end up sleeping that extra five minutes and then have to run to the train station, to be just on time for the meeting. Amidst this chaos and a thousand random thoughts, I stand by the glass door of the rushing train, watching the city unfold in front of me. It is then that I notice this tiny green plant, flowering between rocks and concrete. I looked around but there wasn’t any patch of fresh earth to be seen. And at that moment, somehow I found an inspiration – the meaning of strength and persistence. 

I love lighting Diyas, but the fear of setting off the fire alarm made me resist decorating the whole balcony πŸ˜› Tried making some Gulab Jamun with milk powder this time. Well let’s just say they turned so rock solid that I could have used them as firecrackers πŸ˜› After consulting Google Baba, made few Besan K laddu and lentils Pakode too, while the husband cooked some awesome Eggplant and Potato curry. So you see all my diet control went out of the window and tomorrow I will have to kill myself on the mat again.

Till then, let met grab another Laddu.
β€œDarkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” – Martin Luther King

Hope you all are having a fun and safe Diwali. May love, light and laughter fill your life. 

8 thoughts on “Of Extra 5 mins & Laddus

  1. That is quite the spread. I don't remember when is the last time I cooked that much on a single day.

    P.S. I am not thinking about the calories from last night. It will disrupt my inner peace. πŸ˜›

  2. Happy Diwali Rajlakshmi πŸ™‚

    You know when I made gulab jamun for the first time, I didn't know that it expands on soaking in the syrup…so I fried such huge balls which became like huge potatoes on soaking in the sugar syrup! You are way way better than me!

  3. Oh, I feel I was right there with you dear. Lovely tale from your diwali celebration:-) I loooooove that festive food of Diwali. Wish you and your love ones a happy feast, and best wishes to you:-) Hugs

  4. What a tough little plant! It really is a symbol of strength and persistence. I liked hearing about your Diwali celebrations from your perspective in Australia. I had some gulab jamun the other night as we went to dinner with friends originally from Bangladesh. They made us a delicious meal but then insisted on going out to get some Indian desserts from an Indian store they knew. I don't really like gulab jamun that much. I guess it's what you're used to. I think I expect them to taste like donuts and they don't. They're different, that's for sure.

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