When Cooking Is Just Not Your Cup Of Tea ☕

The other day I cooked. Yes you heard it right and yes it’s summer here.  I was all sweaty and my parents were (oh so sympathetic) that their daughter was out their cooking for her survival. I don’t need sympathy. I need a cook!!! Period.

It’s not like I can’t cook at all. I just don’t want to. I don’t get the feeling of internity and happy ending from inside. I have more bruises from oil than I have from anything else that I love to do. If I do feel like cooking something special or new it’s just a one day thing or a one night thing. No strings attached. I can follow the recipes well enough to bring out something edible but each and every time I am in the process of cooking I feel I need to have a chair and definitely an AC to cool me off. I can cook while sitting. I know there are kitchen rules but can we just include a chair in it? Tell me will that make the process any harder or easier because I clearly have no idea whatsoever.

When Your Dream Is Trying To Tell You Something 💭

I kept going to the washroom but still felt the need of visiting it more. I went to the loo for 3 times in my dream. The height of laziness!!! And then I actually woke up to find that I do have to go pee for real. Who dreams that?🙄 Moreover, what was it trying to tell me? I figured out it was trying to tell me that it’s time you did your business yourself and not in dream. You can’t achieve everything if you dream. You have to wake up, get up and strive to achieve your goal. Wow such an inspirational dream. Who would have thought that? Only me maybe. 🤦

When You’re Hungover On Weekend But Need To Move On🍹

Stopped the car(no, I am not text driving) because of the traffic. I see this lady standing in this scorching sun looking for a bus ride. Let me disclose a bit of myself. I don’t like long bus rides and definitely not if it involves waiting for in the sun. I have this love hate relationship with Sun. I did try but it just seems impossible for me. I feel so lucky at times. There are so many who don’t have the required mode of easy travel. We forget how much we have. We always strive for what we don’t have and in that meantime forget all that we have at the moment. I thank God and am back on my track. Would have offered the lady a ride but she had to go somewhere else.

The One Where I Lost The Point I Was Trying To Make!!!

The other day my sister (who by the way is equally insane) suggested I should start a blog because supposedly I can write well. Now I could do that but the thought of blogging and coming out to the world can be a bit overwhelming. Not that I am shy or anything . I jell along with almost all kinds of people (pretentious , over-friendly, head eater, pain in the ass, bored-to-death people) . In fact now that I think, I might actually belong to one of the above category . I think i just lost the point I was trying to make!!!