I ate a lot of rice yesterday. I had asked the new cook to make pulao - a little of which I had for breakfast. Then for lunch, I got some more pulao from the stall opposite my office. It was too salty and not very good. But it was rice. Then late at night, after I reached home, I had lots of the pulao (from the morning) with pitla. Still feeling so stuffed. I love - really love - how rice fills me up. But I haven't been doing any yoga since the last two or three days. Must go easy on that.
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