We heard all about it. We can imagine how Michael Jackson danced, or how it must have been to attend Woodstock. However, seeing and only seeing is believing. I welcome you to a peek into the world of cravings - deep deep cravings.
It was a rather cold night, and thermostat was set at 21 degrees Centigrade. Two people lay sleeping covered in a blanket on a comfortable queen size futon mattress. Deep in their sleep, engrossed in their individual dreams, they planned to peacefully let the night go by. Except that there was a third one. A little flame of life, working hard all through the night on .. ummm.. cell division. With each added cell emerged a new personality and with it, a new desire, a new expression and well, a new craving. Most cravings of this advanced life form are expressed through Mommy. She gets up, possessed and simply ASKS.
So, around 4 am, there grew new pang and it was expressed. It went something like this.
"hmmm....."
Snore. Snore. Snore.
"hmmm....hmmmm"
Snore. Snore. Snore.
"heeeey... listen.. hmmmmm"
Sleepy voice says "Yeah.. u okay?"
"Hmmmm"
"What happened?"
"I feel like having matar pulao with potato, dalchini, and chatni."
"Right now?"
"Yes."
The picture below to what she wanted to eat at 4 am on a peaceful night. You try and understand.
Photo from www.padhuskitchen.com
Photo from www.padhuskitchen.com
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