Weekend Breakfast...

Here I am... cozily tucked in my quilt... nursing my tonsils and a running nose and dreaming about a breakfast of aloo parathas :)).....sad thing is that this dream wont come true unless I move and make them myself....a year ago I couldnt imagine myself waking up on a saturday morning and thinking of making aloo parathas...hell I wouldnt even wake up at 9.30 am on a saturday morning...its too early for a saturday :P....but now alas, things have changed.....actually I wouldnt wake up even today but my incessant coughing and hurting tonsils arent letting me sleep.....

With the temperature hovering around 4-6 degree celsius outside, I even contemplated braving the chill outside and get some readymade breakfast and hot coffee from outside but I am again tired of the bland breakfast of Donuts, Muffins, Pancakes,Croissants,Buns etc.....what I am craving for is the typical Desi Weekend Breakfast of Aloo Parathas dripping with ghee and curd and that I will not get anywhere at this hour unless I cook it myself......these are the times when I miss my home the most.....and I also wonder if my mom also felt lazy on these mornings because she never said so and always cooked whatever we demanded ...Love u mom :))....and I also wonder if I would be able to generate this same warmth and care about myself in my kid(s).....

The growling in my stomach has increased and like a substance addict,it will only be satisfied with aloo parathas so guess I will have to move my lazy bum afterall.... :))