Hola...
I hope you all had a nice and rejuvenated weekend. Over here, it was dull and windy. Even though we went out, the winds definitely tried hard to blow us away. It wasn't raining consecutively but certainly accompanied the dull day. Monday seemed to start with some sunshine, and i hope we receive sunshine abundantly.
My neighborhood certainly looks gorgeous. There are different shades of yellow and red. Most of the trees have shed their leaves especially over the weekend. I see people piling up bags of dried leaves near their homes. Everything about the fall season is so dazzling and cheerful. Different shades of same color, the smell of cinnamon spice and hues of every color. It's in a way to instill optimism before the winter sets in. Winters can very harsh, low and addled and fall colors before winters certainly helps to believe that 'if winters come, can spring be far behind?'
My S was feeling very sleepy this morning. When i asked him to wake up, with sleepy eyes and mischievous smile he said Sunday isn't over mamma, it will be over only when i wake up. We had a good family moment over those lines and wished that Sunday visits us often.
Sundays cannot come everyday, but mother's are always there for their children. With time, children grow up but the urge to stay with parents never die. Well, not in my case though. I would like to see my parents every day but since that is not possible i try to stay connected in every possible way. There can never be another mother. On that thought today i made vegetable pulao with basmati rice and ghee. My S likes to have that and i hope he enjoys the aroma of basmati rice. His snack box was pears, yoghurt and a small piece of home made cake.
Happy Monday everyone....
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