COFFEE TALKS and a lot more!

Every passing month I wished to get the baby bump picture clicked but where is the bump!? Finally at 8.5 month I could fulfil my wish!!! That evening we were having fuming coffee seeing these pictures, I don’t know when I slipped into my Imagination of annoying this man to the core by building new team in the coming tomorrows, victorious smile had just appeared on my face 😍 suddenly a voice said " Don't even dare to dream so, I can make that member teach you all forms of dances, beware!!!"I came back to reality and there was a victorious smile on his face🤐He had read my smile. I grinned as he walked to kitchen with the coffee mugs which otherwise would have happily rested on windowpane for next couple of hours😝

  There are days when in hostel visiting my friend’s home and their mothers serve food. They do it  with so much love and twinkle in their eyes. Each bite filling the heart with gratitude!! That Saturday afternoon I was having the long, long conversation with Appa about my longings. The last one that which remained unsatisfied was Halbai (Rice Fudge) I had told him and once the talk ended, the aroma of ghee, jaggery, elaichi, saffron blended in the air made me simply follow it. I saw this man standing before the Kadai making the rice fudge! The very sight brought the images of those mothers.     I just climbed the slab, sat before the Kadai, licking the tempting mixture every 2 minutes. The gloomy kitchen, my man and the rice fudge became the warmest memory. Thinking of coming tomorrow's where I would share this with my new coffee partner during our coffee talks had just thrilled me 😍🤗

6th July said the calendar, he had woken before the alarm call. Without even making the subtle noise he went downstairs to check with chores. All at home involved in various chores to put up the wonderful ceremony! I woke up rubbing my palm and placing them on my eyes and looked at the tall coconut trees through the window and happiness simply filled within. We both sat before the homakunda(fire altar) that morning. The whole environment looked so beautiful, rain washed areca plantation, the fragrance of parijaatha, happy people, aroma of ghee from the kitchen...Bhattamama(the priest) explaining the meaning of every single word of the mantra (holy hymn) making the ceremony meaningful. He said my man to dress me up as the part of this ritual! It was so adorable, when he adorned my hair with loads of jasmine 😍     The best part was the food, and we all are relishing it together with love laughter!! The crispiest jalebi busting the sugar syrup in every bite, the ghee loaded laddus,