"Plucked my brinjals and had katarika tohayal and pongal for breakfast", said a friend's status update. I was jealous. Not because I particularly like the tangy brinjal dish, but because my friend lives in an apartment like mine, and if he can grow his own veggies, why not me? I thought I did not have space for any more pots, but when I looked again, I realized I could perhaps pack them a little closer and squeeze in two more pots.
Maybe someday, this basket of veggies would have been grown on my window sill. Dreaming costs nothing, does it?