Bliss

Bliss is when hubby dear prepares the gajar halwa! And you just sit, eat and relish it! :D

Yes, hubby dear made the first gajar halwa of the season. It was his first time but it wont be the last! As now we have decided that making gajar halwa will be his job. I used to make it the long way...with boiling/cooking the grated carrot in milk. He tried the shortcut way by pressure cooking it for a while and then just adding khoya (condensed milk) and ghee. It was much faster, required less effort and consumed less fuel. And yet tasted so yummy!!

A poem...

I recently found this poem that I had written for Hubby our first valentines day. It was in the year 2000. We were engaged that time and it was still about a month to go for the wedding.

Its amazing what love does to you. I was a person who never believed in Valentines day and here I was writing this poem for him for Valentines Day. No valentine's day has been as precious as the first one. But then we have not celebrated Valentines day ever since as well. So here's how we celebrated our first Valentines Day. I went to his place after office. He was getting some plumbing work done and when those workers left I gave him this poem, which I had written for him on a special writing paper. Soon after we sat down next to each other and started to talk. Out of the blue he took out a beautiful card from inside his jacket and gave it to me! I was happily surprised. Then we continued to talk and soon after he took out a rose from his jacket leaving me shocked but again very happy. Next as we were snacking, out came another rose! I can't describe how happy I was feeling at that time.

After a while I thought one more rose will come and kept looking at him curiously. he probably guessed it and said "Bas aur nahi hain!" (Thats it. There are no more.) And we both had such a hearty laugh.

Coming back to the poem, when I read it now, it seems quite kiddish kinds. But what the heck..if I don't write it out here, the paper will get lost again. So here it is...

Sitting under the Sun,
Thinking about us.
Drifting away to the memories,
The times spent together by us.

How lovely are these days
Making me happy in all the ways.
In your room huddled together
Without any worries, without a bother.

Your silky hair, your innocent face,
The sweetest smile, with a naughty trace.
Your soft little touch, That I love so much.
The world never seemed so beautiful,
So happy so cheerful.

And I owe it all to you
Meaning of love I never knew.
Showed me what love meant.
"A word without an end."