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Penchant 

My will to resist sugary things have long ago crumbled. I’m like a famished person who hasn’t eaten for a while. As soon as I see a table laden with all the goodies I crave, I make a beeline for it. In those moments I forget the promises in all sincerity I made to myself– my plate gets laden, and it gets attacked like there is no tomorrow.

I have seen people like myself. I used to wonder why can’t they avoid sugary delights? Since I find myself doing the same thing, I can no longer blame them having a penchant for desserts. 

The more I try to avoid — the more it gets thrown right in front of me. My daughter arrived yesterday for a few days visit. The box of tea bags had finished. Instead of getting a chair to retrieve a new box of tea stored on the upper shelf in the pantry I asked daughter (was standing nearby) to get one down for me. She remarked that I had quite a few vermicelli packets stored on the shelf. In short I made the dish . 

I had more than I should have eaten.   

The left over dish:


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Missing

I realized after going to the kitchen that there wasn’t any milk carton left on top of the freezer. I wasn’t going to use my chest freezer, so I had stacked bakery goods, milk, cereals on its top to have easier access to them instead of fetching them from the pantry. The pantry was still a mess– it needed cleaning. 

I had written two memos to myself to get milk. As is usual with me the memos disappear someplace, and I never remember to get the essentials. At the back of my mind, I do get niggling thoughts that I am forgetting something. Oh what is it? I never can remember, and the lost memos won’t re-surface to remind me, except when they are long past the day they were written. Does this happens to me only, or there are others like me?

Even gazing at everything in the shops, trying, and willing my brains to remember what I need, doesn’t do the trick. It’s only when I am back home for good, the realization dawns that I didn’t get the items I needed.

I felt dejected  that I wasn’t going to have a cup of tea. No milk meant no tea.

Needing oil for frying I went to get it from the pantry. There they were— the missing cartons of milk. I had plopped a few on top of the freezer, and the rest I had deposited in the rack in the pantry. 

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