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I had such a good, lip-smacking lunch today. A fat, gobi paratha with spicy filling and a glass of chilled, thick mango milkshake. Mmm! That was so good!

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I would really love to go book shopping today, and get my hands on a solid novel that I could flip through quickly. Instead I am stolidly engaged in some kind of an analysis exercise. I think I’ll feel more charitable towards it after a nice, hot cuppa.

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I just had a very nice snack. Puranpoli and cabbage sabzi. It was actually my lunch, but I was so sated with paratha and milkshake, that I put away the rest of my dabba.

I like eating a little, but at regular intervals. To me, this indicates extracting a fullness from a few important things, instead of being swarmed by a mass of stuff, and not seeing any meaning in anything.

There was that poem that was about this idea. Auguries of Innocence. I think I’ll read it again some time now. To see the world in a grain of sand, and….something in a flower…

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I’d like to go out to dinner some day…with some one interesting and deep. Also stylish and fit. I don’t want to be around frumpy, unhealthy people for a little while. Since the last few days, I have been feeling a little condescending towards unfit people. I intend to remedy that, but until I get on my own case, I want to go out for dinner with someone who exercises, sleeps on time, thinks of the mountains, has an agenda on how to architect destiny. I just want to eat with someone who will have me enthralled.

I think I will work towards it. I think I may meet some people at work like that, but then we always end up talking about work and such like.

I wish I could get in touch with some of my college friends. I remember enjoying sandwiches in the foyer with some of them. Or wait! I’ll try to get in touch with my cousin. He’s usually great fun to hang out with. I think I’ll ask him if we could have dinner together, in some small sidey Chinese place.

I wish I go out for dinner with someone really interesting soon. I have a feeling it’s going to happen.

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I really, really want to know my future. I wonder if there is indeed any foolproof method to do that.

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Comments

Unmana said…
I love gobi parathas too!
Unknown said…
all you need is to hop on to a volvo and come to pune .. :)
Serendipity said…
:) mukta , one Q , HOW do you manage to eat such yummy food and manage to remain fit(Im deducing that from your hatred towards unfit ppl :)).I like reading your posts , I find them so honest , filled with food , and nice.
Anonymous said…
Why would you want to know your future, Mukta? Isn't not knowing charming in a way? What do you think?
Mukta Raut said…
hi unmana,

good! and what about mango shakes?

Hey Non,

I fully intend to do that!

Hi Serendipity,

There's no hatred and stuff...its just I don't like the sorts who smoke and then complain about not being able to sprint up a flight of stairs without being gasping for breath.

Hi Anon,

I don't know...I think it would be fascinating to know the future, all the same.
Ajeya said…
you make food sound so good! :)
Mukta Raut said…
Ajeya,

Food is good...its very, very...very good.

he he!
Unmana said…
No, no mango shake. Maybe namkeen lassi instead :)

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