The “T” Party!

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This is an absolute fun post. Very different from my usual style of writing. Hope you enjoy it 🙂

It was quite late into the night by the time Tina finished reading the book “Alice in Wonderland.”

Letting out a yawn, soon she fell asleep. A wave of dreamy wand transported her to a fantasy world. She found herself in a majestic palace. Intrigued, she began exploring the place. Hearing the music play in one of the rooms, she went in the direction and peeped into the hall. She was surprised at the sight she saw.

“Welcome to Tasty’s T party. If your name begins with T just walk in!” ,read the banner.

Confetti’s, balloons and festoons adorned the hall. Hey! But look… All the food items there had come alive, singing and dancing.

Tina stood there watching in awe. She was let in as her name began with the letter T.

Tea and Toast made a perfect pair

Tuna and Trout tempura were fiery

Thyme and Tarragon spiced up the party

Turkey and Tofu blended well

Turmeric and Tamarind curried a gravy

Tortillas and Taco wrapped up fillings together

Turnip and Tapioca were the odd ones out

Tahini and Tabasco sauced up starters

Tomatoes and Tangerines tangoed together

Tuxedo and Tequila were in high spirits

Toffee and Tart were the all-time favorites

But,

Trifle and Tiramisu were crowned the dessert queens!

Ah… The ambrosial array of flavors tickled and tantalized her taste buds.

But sadly, the trill of the alarm transported Tina back to her bed!

V.J’s weekly challenge #108 : Taste

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Nosy Affair

Last morning, found some free time at hand.  Glancing at the book shelf laden with a plethora of books collected over the last two decades, I decided they were in dire need for a makeover. To dust, categorise and rearrange them would be just splendid. With a perfect plan in mind, I began to pull the books down, glancing through some of them, recollecting fond memories associated with a few others, stacking them into different categories, I diligently went on with the task at hand. Little did I anticipate what was in store for me!

Half way through, I had an unannounced visitor. No, not at the door but in my nose!! A naughty little tyke, who we all know as the sneeze :-). It suddenly crept up to my nose and let itself out, as if playing on a slide.  I guess it was enjoying the smooth slide down and decided to do it again, and again and again, much to my chagrin. I took a tissue to help me out of my misery.

After sitting down for a while to regain my sanity from the sneezing tornado, which wreaked a havoc, I headed back to the shelf once again to complete my unfinished chore. Feeling glad that the unwelcomed visitor decided to depart, I carried on with my work. As if hearing my thoughts, it came back, this time with some more pranks up its sleeve. It started to tickle and tease my nose. As I readied myself to let out the “A-a-achoo”, it decided to make a hasty exit, leaving me teary eyed and frustrated.

Just when I finally thought it bade me good bye, that stubborn mule, came back with vengeance. I went berserk on a roller coaster sneezing spree. After what seemed an eternity, the sneezing finally subsided, leaving me completely deflated.

Some of the books are still waiting to be put back on the shelf. I guess, that can wait. In the meantime let me prepare myself better for another likely combat, in case the naughty tyke decides to make a comeback!!   😉

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Oh no !!Did I do that??

What do you do, when you land yourself in a soup? Nothing much I guess, except that, you wish to possess Harry’s invisibility  cloak and disapparate from there!!

An incident that happened years ago, yet so fresh in my memory, rattles me even today. My husband’s office had organised a two day trip to Pondicherry. Day one was great, meeting new people, playing games and a lovely evening at the beach. Next morning we all gathered at the hotel restaurant for breakfast before heading out for sightseeing. An elaborate spread lay on the table. My son who was about 4 years old, wanted to have cornflakes. The cornflakes was kept in a long glass jar. Kids at that age have a fierce streak of independence in them, wanting to do everything by themselves. Very confidently he lifted the jar to put some cornflakes into the bowl himself. Marching behind him and warning him that he might spill it down, I took the jar from him to put some cornflakes into the bowl. And lo behold……to my horror the lid of the jar gave way and all the cornflakes fell down, scattered all over the floor. I froze!!! I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, did I really just do that? OMG! with the eyes of all the fellow diners on me, I was so embarrassed. Aggrrhh……… My son had a hearty laugh with an expression of “You asked for it Mom”……… 😉 !!

Did you have any such “Oh no! did I do that ?” moments ???

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You give me creeps!!

Aaaaaaah !! Hearing my loud scream my host rushed to find out what the matter was? We had gone over to a friend’s place for dinner. There, I spied on a sinister looking Mr. Cockroach in the kitchen. That scream, was my response on coming face to face with it 😦

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My fear of the creepies-n-crawlies dates back to the time when I was a kid. I hated singing rhymes like Incy wincy spider or Little Miss Muffet and would often wonder the reason behind learning rhymes on such dreadful creatures. Those weird creatures always managed to exasperate me. Spying on one, I would yell out to Mom, my messiah, my saviour 🙂

I have vivid memories of our annual visit to our grandparent’s house at Udupi. It was a huge old house with a big garden, cowshed and a well. Oh! What fun we city bred cousins used to have there. Playing around in the huge mango/jackfruit orchard, watching the ladies milk the cow, trying our hand at drawing water from the well and miserably failing! We used to enjoy the time spent there with the only grouse being, there were lots of creepy insects, bugs and roaches and many of them flying ones too. We (my sister and I) would always be on tenterhooks looking out for those dreadful insects. If the cockroach happened to go for a stroll over my cousins who stayed there, they would just pick it up and put it down……while we would bring the roof down with our screams. We would be ridiculed and teased endlessly for being so scared and were the butt of many a joke!

I grew up, but did not outgrow my fear! When my children were born I would pray  “ Oh God please let me not set eyes on any of those dreaded creatures, specially when I am carrying my baby…….lest in my fear I don’t know what I will do “!! I thank God from the bottom of my heart that he said “Amen” to my prayers 🙂

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Though I have banned the entry of these creatures into my home, at times some persistent ones do manage to sneak in. But I don’t have the luxury of calling out to Mom as now I am a “Mom”. During such encounters now, I have the sole prerogative and privilege of doing the honours……….I strongly nominate myself for the “Bravery Award “……..Anybody listening?????