Every artist is not blessed to have a huge audience. Some times, even a beautiful voice can be heard in an empty train tunnel. There are artists who have no listeners or readers whatsoever. But they still go on, deeply in love with their craft. There comes a day, it might struck someone of their talent. But, it can be seldom. Followers will only make your mind happy. It won’t grow your art. Some artists have His presence in their emptiness. And you should truly seek what makes your soul happy.
It’s been a month in Gurgaon. We have almost settled. And now starts the tiffin conundrum in the mornings. What do I pack for him? What do I give as a snack to my child? The husband rejected the buttermilk the other day. It came back as is. And my child can eat any damn thing in his bus. So, it’s a win-win sometimes. And sometimes, I fail. Can’t seem to get my hands on the exotic dill leaves. So no Tzatziki in the kitchen yet. Also, it’s been two weeks I’m waiting for this mountain resident to send me her jams for the kids. So there’s hope. The food shopping never ends. And amidst all this, I’m terribly low looking at all the rejections from the editors. I don’t know which way to look at. Where do you see hope?
TASTE MEMORY 