It's 2 yeas now. And my stay in Amrica (Gujju style) hasn't changed me much. I still like green chillies, peppers as I am forced to call them now, the masala dosa, the preparation of which is now a festival, the beautiful cotton tops - now a celebrated wear for a couple of summer months, people I live in Northeast USA...and the whiff of Indian food, the want to wear a kholapuri chappal in December, the craving to go out for a long walk in march and so on....is obvious.

My breakfasts are now coffee and a slice of bread and my snack a cookie. M

....one of my incomplete blogs... that i want to publish to go back in time a little.