Happy Deepavali.

Best wishes,
Gaya

Boredom: the desire for desires

I don’t know why, but of late I’m losing interest in blogging already. Seems like I’ve changed and become a person of a few words… NOT.

Haha.. Maybe I’m plain lazy. But hey, it doesn’t help that all my bloggerpals aren’t active as well. So kinda lost the whole hype thingy to keep updated.

Yesterday, I did something out of the blue. I’m a kinda person who’s very afraid of trying out new food items.. Especially those “exotic” items. Come on, even a norm frog’s leg makes me cringe.

But when my colleague lovingly offered me duck’s tongue, I couldn’t help but to accept it. I wanted to break free of my bored tongue by savouring duck’s tongue. Another reason was, I didn’t want her to feel “rejected” in a way. (Yes I’m so nice, I know.)

Any idea how it looks? This picture might give you a clearer idea.

Yes, it doesn’t look much appealing. Especially the two feeler like stuff.

I think it was braised or something, so it ended up looking something like this.

The taste. Urm, felt very rubbery. Just like cuttlefish. (Reminds me of how my sis bought Indian Rojak and accidently dropped a cuttlefish on the table which literally bounced away. Talking about RUBBERY.) But coming back to the topic, it tasted exotic. Like duh.

Am I intending to eat it again? Nope.

I planted these in Ragu’s farm. Hahaha! Ain’t I sucha sweet thing?

I <3 You.

And I will always lau youuu.

Is this why they say animals are more grateful then humans?