My 1:40 dream =P

I woke up at 1:40 in the crack of dawn, stillness all around. I thought of recycling my dream, quietly I stepped out of my bed and walked to our kitchen. It was my wired dream of claptrap that bothered my sleep, you know what it was, a bloody food dream!

I undoubtedly remember my ‘ Cerelac ’ madness, the days I had Cerelac day and night, my only favorite taste, the reason and truth that kept my body alive for more than five years. Or else Kinetic Honda should roam around at least 1km to have one spoon of rice and Amma cursing time and my mouth ran around me all day with a plate and spoon. I keep changing my tastes and Cerelac got its expiry date soon.

I still get butterflies in my stomach when someone says ‘Wonder cake’, I was mad about it. If Wonder cake was there for snacks then Devu all set happily ready to go to school even though she was damn lazy. I had a crush that time, my school bus lil handsome guy, Sachin, I still remember him begging behind me for one piece of cake. I used to make a rainbow of Wonder cakes inside my snacks box. Now Wonder cakes are no where seen and I miss being the ‘Wonder cake girl’! It amused me for more than four years.

Then came ‘Japanese Crunch’ I don’t mind telling you that I even ate it from sand. Dada used to visit me once or twice in a year with sacks of chocolates and my favorite things. I used to eat dozens of Japanese Crunch in minutes and made fights with my cousin brother for sharing it. Today I searched almost all the shops I could for my Lil Mountain and they have not even heard the name ‘Japanese Crunch’! Even my brother forgot that coconut flavored Lil Mountain. But I don’t know how and when Lil Mountain vanished from my mind.

‘Plum Cakes’, oh don’t tell me that ! I still remember me holding Plum cake as the Statue of Liberty in my Ashamiss’s class, that was the day! I have so many sweet memories, I made people laugh, I ate one full cake at a glance and I fell down with the cake holding high! Friends gifted me plum cakes for all the parties we had. Even today when my friends fight for pizzas I’ll be happily sitting in one corner holding my Plum cake.

Nowadays coffee smells like life for me,I'm crabby until my first coffee.From morning first light to evening last star I'll have a mug close to my heart and vapors soaring to my lips.Happiness is a cup of coffee for me now,to watch rain,to scribble in my notebook,to chat with sweet hearts,I need my coffee mug. I'm loving it!

There is no sincere love than love for your favorite food. I’m a bloody foodie but I love my specific tastes. You know what, a weird dream cooked this post, I saw Cerelac to Plum in front of me.  Now I can’t wait! Someone tell me a place where I’ll get all the four! =/