Today was Nandini's Eleventh Birthday. As much as I crave to dive back into my childhood most times, today I was happy being the adult. I might think that I'm not doing enough to grease the all essential brain, but at instances more than one, I proved that thought wrong. For one, my road sense is coming close to perfection. I have overcome the handicap of explaining routes as well. You know how they say- Idea hai. Jab wheel pe the toh pata tha kaunsa turn tha. I'm sorry, but you don't lose sense of direction when you're on the wheel and the left still remains a left and you have to be right about the right.
I'm also proud of myself to have finally developed that quintessential taste for chocolate. I've noticed that I'm still making myself comfortable with the taste and not experimenting too much. But there's always somewhere you've got to start.
To answer why I couldn't make my peace with disliking chocolate, I'd reiterate that it's always necessary to experience and then to opine. In lieu of the unexpected statement that I've just made, the vegetarians who detest non vegetarian food without ever having tasted in their lives, leave me appalled at their absurdity. It's food. Regular people eat it not because they gain sadistic pleasure out of hunting animals down, but because it simply tastes good. It is relished and satiates routine hunger. So cut the cribbing about it being put in front of you on the table. Kindly look at it as a bowl fool of food worth savoring. It's a matter of choice and you really don't need to blatantly condemn someone else's choice. I take changing perspectives as a daunting task but I would not wish to give up on this. And as mentioned on the blog I was reading, "I never lie to my blog."
I want to go from abstract to structured.
And I need to put some thought in.
Cheers to the pro activity and the conscious effort of giving the latent, a chance to be known.
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