Day 5 - FB exile

As I sit breathing peacefully in a clean calm cosy and comfortable home on a Sunday noon where the morning hustle has just faded , maids gone , husband and son off for their fun date, I m sitting here counting my blessings. It is so calm here that I can even hear the silence. The occasional crows here and there , the whistles of the rice cooker on the floor below, the Sunday chicken smell from the flat above, while my place smells of 'bhimseni kaapur' , real loban incense and ghee diya. It is a perfect setting for chanting or meditation. How I wish... This space looks like a freshly bathed n swaddled baby wrapped in a cloud of Johnson fragrance and a tiny 'nazar ka Kala tikka' on his forehead.
I get ready to go out for visiting the children's literature fest which Sathe boys are attending to say a casual Hi and feed them lunch. Post that I leave for Dadar to shop for necessities. Yes some good old vasai , palghar fresh produce which relies on community supported farm projects. It's awesome how much greens the season brings. Everything is crisp. The raw green 'tuvar dal beans' the raw rajma with the bean , the fresh turmeric , the gooseberries, the colocasia , the juiciest pineapples , the 'nagpur oranges', the 'achari mirchi' I go berserk with choice and fill 4 huge cloth bags full of flora and lunge around to go to the gannewala guzzling down a full glass of freshly squeezed sugarcane Juice to feel energised and then trod the busy Sunday noon fashion footpath of the other side... It's amazing to see the enthusiasm of Mumbaikar's to forgo their post lunch siesta and decide to shop with conviction. From diamonds to chaddis , you name it and Dadar gives it to you. I hailed a Kali peeli and went to the rustic quieter east Dadar Hindu Colony to pick up Nani dear from my aunt's for her routine winter stay.
I go, do some amazing Mahila gossip about maids and relatives, hear inside jokes and non kept secrets from them over adrak chai. Then Maasi wants to give some stuff with Grandma to which I say let's go! So Maasi and I go and shop Some more at Dadar TT. We return and call for an Uber and travel with tons of Gupshup, Nani and I. Returning home with bags full of produce the rest of the evening is engaged in cutting cleaning and sorting veggies and fruits and putting them in proper storage bags to last.
Phew, I make tomato omelettes for dinner serving them from pan to plate good old Sanskaari Gruhini style. And then take a nice hot Nilgiri bath to soothe my nerves and settle to type. It's been a busy and productive day. This weekend was brilliant. I am awaiting to meet my Guruji tomorrow. New week... New plans... I did miss FB once today but didn't feel tempted. So long till it lasts... I crave for something sweet . Hopefully a haldi dudh will suffice or shall I call 'Turmeric Latte'.
Goodnight
- Singing Bird.