sometimes, when you run a race and you are nearing the finish, you feel you have used up the very last reserve of strength within you and you can't go on anymore. Then suddenly the finish line looms large. You decide to complete the race. You give it all you have got. You dig deeper into your self, and an extra burst of energy which you never knew was within you, opens up from depths which you didn't know you had. You run with all your might, complete the race successfully and collapse - to rest and recover.
Hey all, it had been a long time since I posted the last blog post. I will try to post at-least 3 a week. Now lets get in to today's post. INCIDENT 1 : On a fine day, in the morning, mom was preparing channa masala for chappathi. Unfortunately, it was partially burnt. Some channas that settled down were burnt and the dish started to spread its burnt smell. Dad came from hall, to the kitchen 'What happened pa, what is this smell. Have you burnt the dish?' dad asked. To manage the situation, mom took a single burnt channa from the gravy and showed it dad with her thumb and the forefinger holding the channa and said, 'because of this one channa the whole dish is spoiled' with a sad face. 'Okay okay, you don't get tensed. We can manage with some other side dish' dad said that in a way of consoling my mom from the disaster. ...
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