Yes, the New Year is come. ‘Again and so soon’, was my first reaction. Even though 2006 was one of the toughest years of my life, time did choose to pass. I don’t know should I be thankful or just not give it a thought.

I do miss writing on my notebook these days; so much easier to just pick it up and leaf through pages and read some old entry or jot down a quick two liner. On the other hand blogging has its own charm. 2006 brought blogging to me.

2006 in retrospect:

• How to skin a dead chicken without a blood bath in the kitchen
• Discovering simple joy in looking at a blossoming plant
• Keeping my mouth shut for a record thirty minutes straight…did I forget to mention at my in-laws…does this record count? Well, tee hee!
• It is possible to feel chilled to the bone in Dubai
• Meeting up with old friends after a gap and missing a beat in my heart knowing I won’t be a part of every second of their life anymore
• Sometimes its only God who can carry you through it all
• Cooking Haleem can cause blisters
  
  It was a year of endurance, patience and a lot of thought. For me 2006 just rambled on. I was like a rag doll attached to it. Hmmm, it’s not that pathetic a picture. There were weddings, parties, religious gatherings, classrooms and instructors, soliloquies in my kitchen, half read books and some rainy days. I managed to squeeze some books in by Zadie Smith, Austen, Atwood, Coelho, Sophie Dahl etc. I could not finish ‘a million little pieces’ by James Frey: I don’t know what the hype was all about. Interestingly, I loved the all too simple tale of Mma Romotswe by Alexander McCall Smith. Simple things like fruit cake do work in life when nothing else seems to.