Am I homesick / capricious / just a foodie ??

In a span of 24 hours...here is a list of my cravings! :~D

Me to sru: I feel like eating pizza!
Sru: Ok
Me to sru: (while eating pizza) I feel like eating rice & not pizza.
Sru: Ok
Me to Sru: (while eating rice) I feel like eating colocasia curry that mom makes & not rice.
Sru: Ok
Me to Sru: (while eating colocasiai) I feel like eating poori & not this.
Sru: Ok
Me to Sru: I feel like eating tiramisu.
Sru: Ok.
Me to Sru: I feel like eating french fries.
Sru: Ok
Me to mom: I feel like eating the veg rice you make.
Mom: hmm
Me to dad: I feel like eating idly, dossa, poori, vada and hmmm..
Dad: Sure, but when you are here.

Me to Sru: I feel like eating...hmm
Sru: :~O
Me to Sru: I do not know what but I feel like eating something.....
Sru to me: I think your problem is that, you are never happy with what you have. 
Me: I know that!
Sru: I think you are just home sick.
Me: hmmm...

PS: I am tired of being the caterpillar in the cocoon. 
I love my family for putting up with the crazy me.
I haven't yet eaten tiramisu. :~|

Everyday conversation: part unknown ;)

Sru and I argue as we talk on phone with mom.

Me: Huh. I won't fight. I am doing yoga so that I will have peace of mind. (In a calm voice)
Sru: huh

Mom: hmm...so you are doing yoga so that you won't irritate Sruthi.
Me: NO. I am doing yoga so that when Sru irritates me I won't lose my peace of mind.

Sru got more support than I do in my family.😪

Sru looks at my sweatshirt and this is what happens!

Sru: :-O 😳do not tell me you wear this?!
Me: yes I do.
Sru: yuck😖
Me: that's my cooking sweatshirt. I wear it each time I cook. it got chocolate on it. (Looks at the chocolate stains and other stains on the sweat shirt, impressed) 😊
Sru: :-/ :-O 😱 (basically speechless)
Me: it's like, you wear apron at work and I wear this sweatshirt when I cook. It inspires me. And, I am not washing it anytime soon.
Sru: (still speechless) :-/😱


Mom: Kali said Sru told her to be cool at all times and not be upset over petty things.
Me: did not she say about anything I taught her?
Sru: what did you teach her? Other than saying baby and sweet heart and love you?
Me: well...that's important too.
Mom: Kali respects Sruthi.
Me: what about me??
Mom: huh... she loves you. Like she totally blindly loves you.
Me: 😊 :-)




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Just my thoughts

I think the protests in India over the arrest of Devyani Khobragade are ridiculous and nothing but foolish political tactics. But I am so glad for the justice that is being done for the true victim.

From all of this, I hope We realize that Underpaid wages and mistreatment of domestic helps/maids....no matter how we want to justify...is still a form of slavery and take steps to end it. 

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<3 ma famille

Mom and dad, sent us some stuff from India which I received by post today. 

I asked them to send an Indian dress for Sru, so that I could give it to her on her birthday as a surprise, which my mom sent.

When I unpacked the package I got today, I found a dress for myself. Mom told me that Sru asked them to send one for me, as a surprise. :-D  And that Sru and I think alike.

But the surprise dress for Sru is no longer a secret, cause dad dearest got too excited and gave Sru a hint about her gift. Sru being the detective she is, found out about her surprise gift between dad's silly cover up and my giggles. So I ended up giving Sru her so called birthday gift which I gift wrapped (which looks gross though I put in my best efforts to make it look pretty). 

I am blessed to have a family that cares and loves each other so  much. 

  

The fedex package from India.

Gloves, shawl, scarves and dresses, that we got from India.

The glove mom knitted for me, which I am absolutely in love with.

The saree that mom designed and stitched mirrors on, which I absolutely love.

I tried my best to make it look like a decent gift package.

I hope you have a great time, with your family and people that matter to you....no matter how close or how far away they are.

Love,
Archana

PS:  Some times, a rock found on a sea shore given as a gift with love ,ends up being more precious than the most expensive diamond given sans love.