Life’s Been Good Lately!
Deep talks, Meaningful connections aur Maa ke Haath ka Khaana
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It’s 3 AM (now it’s 4 when I’m posting it).
This was meant for Sunday, but I’m hitting publish on Monday. I have to post this because I skipped last week. Nothing big. Just a thought that wouldn’t leave my mind.
Life’s been good lately. I’ve had some deep conversations with my college friend Anshul—the kind you never imagine having. You know, the ones where you think, “I’d never talk about this with them!”
But that’s life, isn’t it?
Unpredictable.
You never know what it will pull out of you, or who it will make you open up to.
The past two weeks went well. Nothing wild, no big twists—just me, drained yet driven, chasing what I’ve always wanted. Updated my LinkedIn for consulting. Planned. Executed. Survived—hand-to-mouth, as usual. But you know how it is when you’re building something you believe in… you keep going, even when it drains you.
I’ve tried a lot of new stuff last week—some real surprises. You’ll see all the photos in this issue. And honestly as I’m writing this section, meko bhook lgg gyi. 😂
This week, I built a “writing ecosystem” Notion template—designed to keep my content organized, help me stay in control, and make sure you and I both get the best of my work without me drowning in it. It’s my way to manage writing smartly, stay focused on other things that matter, and still show up for you consistently.
I’m currently reading Building a StoryBrand by Donald Miller. So far, it feels solid. The frameworks are sharp, practical and exactly the kind you can pick up and use immediately.
Our very first dish in the menu is: Dahi Paratha.
Made on 17th July, exactly ten days after someone’s birthday. And of course, life played its usual game with me. I had just woken up when Mom yelled, “Go get some curd.” Half-asleep, I mumbled, “I just woke up.”
She snapped back, “khaana hai toh jaa vrna reh chup chaap” aur main thehra khaane ka shaukeen aadmi. So, without even brushing my teeth, I went. Got the curd. Mom cooked it perfectly. Rich. Tasty. That kind of taste that makes you forget everything else. And I ate. Of course, I did.
I still remember that day—dull, heavy, and dragging. I had 5-6 parathas, and the whole day felt like a blur of laziness. Every move felt slow, every thought sluggish. Somehow, I dragged myself through the classes… barely surviving.
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Three days later, on July 20, my mom made Chana Chivda at home for breakfast. As expected, it turned out delicious—just a little spicier than usual. But tell me honestly, isn’t that where the real taste lies? Especially for Maharashtrians—if it isn’t spicy, it isn’t even worth calling tasty.
July 22. No classes. No mood to study. So, I watched Tourist Family. And damn—what a film. It hit me straight in the gut. Emotional, gripping… the kind of story that pulls you in without asking for permission. But the ending—oh, that ending. When everyone comes together to save him from getting arrested? Pure goosebumps.
If you haven’t watched it yet, you’re missing out. Highly recommended.
On the 26th, we had Pav Bhaji at home. First time my mom tried making it—and damn, she nailed it. The taste was pure magic. Bohot swaad aa gaya tha yaara. But when my turn finally came to eat, the pav was gone. All finished. Yours truly got nothing but the leftovers. 🤣
And anyone who know me, knows—I’m a guy who lives for good food. So, I got up, brushed, and went out to buy pav. But the shop we usually buy from had no pav at all. I called my mom, told her the situation. She said, “Then get sandwich bread instead.” For a second, I thought of going to the market to find proper pav. But I was hungry. And honestly—bread is bread, whether it’s for pav bhaji or a sandwich.
Saturday was Pav Bhaji and Sunday was Mini Kachoris at home. Mum wanted to try something new for breakfast, and Dad was also off work, so she tried making Kachoris but it was made smaller than expected so we name it as Mini Kachoris 🤣.
Mini Kachoris was crisp and perfect. And trust me—tasty doesn’t even cut it. These were good. Really good. The kind you keep reaching for without thinking. Acche the bhai mast yummy yummy.
Mere maa ke haath me jaadu toh hai bhai.
Tumhe agar waqt mile toh aana kabhi ghar pe khilaauga tumhe.
And as you saw, most of the talk was about food—now even I’m feeling hungry. But it’s already 3:50. So, I won’t eat. I’ll just post this quietly and sleep. Because tomorrow, I have to wake up early. Classes and everything start again.
And with that, just so you know—I’m not dead yet.
Here’s the link to read previous issue: Peace Comes From Packed Days
Have a great week!
Manas xx 🥂