tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488902660613342431.post3153169104386656415..comments2023-09-06T07:57:59.856-07:00Comments on Scribbling Away To Glory: The weed with the yellow flowers....Scribbler :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15069282284867549693noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488902660613342431.post-50984711311295699142013-11-13T02:04:55.699-08:002013-11-13T02:04:55.699-08:00Such a wonderful post, D! I used to lurk at your b...Such a wonderful post, D! I used to lurk at your blog every other day hoping you'd written something new, because they always made me feel happy and contented. I came by after a long time today and was so glad to see a post I hadn't read before. Hope you're fine. Please write more often. Love, ParomitaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488902660613342431.post-26471519929912635292013-05-10T00:31:17.289-07:002013-05-10T00:31:17.289-07:00I loved this post. You are a nurturer by nature an...I loved this post. You are a nurturer by nature and it made me so grateful to you all over again, because when we came to Bangalore, you lent us two bedsheets, two pillows and a pot and a pan. That was all I had until the furniture arrived, and I would make tea in the pan, wash it, make dal again, wash it and make begunbhaja, again. How our lives have changed. In five years, so much. God bless you. I hope life always smiles on you like a flower.Msshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14297530411492553784noreply@blogger.com