Plantain laden with fruit waiting for its owner .The sight that welcomed me when I went to my old house last week. We shifted from there seven months back.
I don’t miss the house , I don’t miss the land , I don’t miss my neighbours , I don’t miss the calm and quiet.
I miss my plants .
I miss the sparrow family that lived in our bed room sun shade . They also go to bed along with us . We hear them chirping even in the night .
The bulbuls that lived in the mango tree in the front yard . The sun birds and wag tails and the butterflies that frolicked my garden . The parrots , yellow mag pies and mynahs that came in and out of the tree holes as they liked . The quail couple , spotted cuckoo and the group of crow pheasants ( uppan ) that visited the back yard. The Mangoose family .
The jasmines and tube roses in the front that I planted especially to fill the threshold with their sweet fragrance in the evenings .
Mandaram , Shoe flowers , Rajamalli , Kongini poo , Nandiarvattom, Golden trumpet flowers …. I miss them all.
Now , coming back to the Thursday challenge ,
‘Paneer Pasanda’ as we called it . When we tried to make it at home after our scrumptious meal at ‘Oottupura ‘ , Vytilla.