Baking bread

Some things you deem impossible. But even applying the term "impossible" tacitly implies you thought about doing it, before deciding you couldn’t. Baking my own bread was something that didn’t even merit the tag “impossible”, because bread was something you ‘bought’, not ‘made’.

But fate always has other plans for you. I picked up what I thought was a packet of baking powder, and realized it was yeast only after paying for it. I could have taken it back, but chose to use it instead.

Let’s just say I have a long way to go, but I will get there.

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This is the fifth year that I am going to be a part of NaBloWriM. The writing mojo seems to have deserted me, but by elaborating either on a quote that touches my heart, or by attempting to capture a fleeting emotion, let me see how long I last.

Friends keep us afloat

We had been friends. Till we had a fight, and cut each other off from our lives. I distanced myself from most of our mutual friends. There had been good times, but I put them behind me. “Life is complicated enough without excess baggage”, I convinced myself. It suited me fine.

Months later, she reached out. “Can we put all that behind us, and start afresh?”

I wanted to ignore it. Her. But made me take her hand. There were no apologies, no recriminations. Just a desire to start afresh.

I am glad she reached out. Friends keep us afloat.

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A Drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.

A Brand New Year

January 1, 2013.

The First Day of a Brand New Year.

MMXII has now taken its place in History. The much-hyped Apocalypse never materialized. Despite our best efforts, we weren’t able to wipe each other out. The year will be remembered for a lot that is better forgotten. Tragedies that could have been avoided, anguish that need not have been. That book has now been closed; a new one opened.

In MMXIII, I hope we remember the lessons that we so painfully learnt learnt last year. And that we work together to make the World a Better Place for All.