Ladies and Gentleman, I am happy to announce that I have finally understood the essence and meaning of this ‘writers block’ thing…
My hiatus over the past few months is best explained by my deep understanding of the above term widely touted by my friends in the fraternity.
Well, the long and short of this is that, yours truly is back to writing and will soon inflict his musings more often.
Yes, all is well in the dense jungles of Pisoli and nothing has changed.
We still drive on the lunar surface, patronise the tanker lobby and blend with the reptiles of the said habitat.
In fact, just the other day. I was not-so pleasantly introduced to the breeding season of the indian cobra. Thankfully, they bred in peace and their progeny only made fleeting appearances at our gate. Liberal use of the horrid black floor cleaner helped I presume to keep them away from getting too familiar with us human inhabitants.
As you may have gathered, all is indeed well in this hemisphere.
In fact, there is much happiness too, post a nice long road trip that was undertaken recently by the said occupants of Pisoli. Yours truly and his much better half decided to partake in the holiday spirit and indulge in driving a good 1200 kilometres over 5 days.
I shall not delve deep into the histrionics and gluttony of our indulgent holiday in the pristine state of Goa, since that deserves an entire piece devoted to the essence of good eating. However, what is important to know is that driving in a Thar is an interesting experience, even sans the off roading.
For one, you are on talking terms with every damn truck driver thanks to its immense height and best of all, you are pretty much the tallest among the fanciest cars that drive alongside.
I must add that much like all jeeps, its a powerful, bouncy ride the moment you hit a bad road.
Yes, the said couple has decided to venture out on these short breaks and preferably, driving to explore the wonders of our highways, not to forget the wide variety of food that shouts for your attention.
Be it the modest but ‘never fails to deliver’ Kamat chain of eateries, or the steaming hot chai and crispy fried Bajjis (Fritters) at the Amboli ghat. Incidentally, the ‘Aloo Jeera” that Kamat makes is the best we have ever tasted. Absolutely perfect blend of tender potatoes, cumin, coriander, curry leaves and fried pieces of garlic which was the icing on the cake. Try it with the piping hot huge Roti’s and life will happen!
The good thing about a break is that you return to your home well fed, happy and care two hoots about the weighing scale. And our humble abode at Pisoli is a prime example of how an idyllic life can be lived, just 30 minutes away from the madness of this city.
Much flora and fauna as the environmentalists would say, a sense of peace and an intense belief in the ‘all is well’ dictum.
It is almost as though nothing really matters and life is about enjoying the tranquility of a winter evening and a starry sky.
Home is certainly where the heart is, isn’t it?
Jd also consults in Consumer Neuroscience and Neuromarketing, both of which are integral to his brand interventions.
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