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A Tuesday Post One…

I wrote this poem in memory of Dave – a much-respected blogger in the blogger and especially, the dVerse community, a few weeks ago.
It somehow never did make it out but here it is today, in honor of him,
and of all those friends I miss(ed) for dVerse OpenLinkNight. Though I
did not interact with him as much as many others, I enjoyed reading his
posts always.

The friends we miss(ed)

Distance makes the heart grow fonder – they say
We realize someone’s worth more when they are away..
Each time I realize this is true
Each time I learn this lesson anew
This is what I hope I take away
Hoping the next new friend I meet,
Will make my life more complete
Since there is always place for one more here
In this ever-growing circle of friendship.
So here is hoping to make more friends that I will miss
And not regret the friendships that I missed
Making..

Over at The Broke and The Bookish, today we are listing the Top Ten Things we are Thankful For (could be bookish or not — up to you)
  1. Rainbows, sunshine, dewdrops, butterflies,
    bees, buds, blossoms…
  2. Smiles, tears, hugs, and kisses
  3. The postal system, the telephone, the
    internet, and yes, social media
  4. Family, friends, and teachers!
  5. Imagination
And now for the
bookish things:
  1. Authors: Enid Blyton, Roald Dahl, Jane
    Austen, Louisa May Alcott, Thomas Hardy, and so many more
  2. Books: Not sure I want to start listing
    them out…all my top ten lists and more.
  3. Book blogs: too many favorites to list
    them all out here
  4. Libraries, and of course book stores
  5. Discovering something new and fascinating
    to read – you know that feeling when you open a book for the first time
    (be it a magazine or a novel), you realize you are entering a magical
    world – where you will learn, lose yourself in words, and come out a
    better person – always!

For Teaser Tuesdays, from ‘Biting through the Skin’ by Nina Mukerji

‘She cupped her palm and showed me the size of the well: that much ginger.
As we stood with our heads tipped together, I tried to translate that cupped palm to my stainless steel measuring spoons, to balance that cavity of space against the scent and taste of the finished dish, against the aroma of steaming basmati rice, roasting cumin seeds, and cinnamon sticks in hot oil. Then I shrugged, and guessed.’

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