Cooking for Avantika

 It's the 5th day of a waning moon of the Kartik month of the Hindu Calendar. It's also called a Beaver's moon. The Beaver who builds a dam just to survive the oncoming winter? I woke up early in the morning thinking about a picture (a diagram) I saw in my head.  I saw a diagram in my head.. Strange as it may sound but I could e plain it too. A circle with three dots in it... Or a round bowl with soil in which three beans symmetrically sit at the corners of the bowl each occupying an equal amount of space.. This bowl is empty and represents the pure soul.. as it exists when an individual is born. Experiences and interactions with the physical world fill this bowl little by little.. At first all that exists in the bowl that seems to be made of clay or earth is water. The bowl is slowly becoming filled with clear sweet water (childhood experiences).. What makes the water sweet is innocence. The child sees everything clearly through this water.. There's no ego, no intellig...

It's April and again it's the time of the year when your Appetite plays a game of hide and seek with you. It comes at the oddest of hours and leaves you alone just when you have finished preparing dinner. Its a new moon day and that's about it. The calendars of the world don't seem to want to coordinate to build stories. So I have no stories today. When I feel reflective enough, I wonder why eating regular meals is even necessary. It's the time of the year when sunlight and water seem to be the only thing the body needs. Atleast the Avocado seed submerged in water seems to understand that and has thus sprouted some beautiful leaves shaded somewhere between brown and green. As more sunlight touches it, it will get greener. I am guessing my appetite too will return when it's green. Till then, the smells of all naturally edible foods refuse to enter my nose. Except the artificial essences of commercial cakes which I refuse to touch. No offense towards it, I just do...