Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. I never knew I could stay away from blogging this long. After I bid Goodbye to Blogging in June, I thought things will go on smoothly and I will resume blogging in no matter of time.But I was wrong !
Shifting to a new Home is no mean task, and it did take away all my time and energy , so much that I was neither cooking anything great nor clicking anything to show off. I almost gave up the hope of turning to Blogging again, since I neither had any enthusiasm to cook something different nor the patience to dust off the camera for the photo shoot.
But it is really hard to stay away from lovely bloggers and sweet visitors who kept dropping Emails and messages , asking me ,when will I be back. No matter how cliche this may sound, but I am really touched. I have so much to share with you all, about our new home, about family, my kid, his new school, about the new places I visited in past few months, new friends I made (Both online and In person), the ups and downs of life , the roller coasters of emotions I went through…so much to share and so little time to pen down my thoughts in words. My blog was a source of much personal thoughts and feelings, and it was therapeutic to write them down helping towards exorcising them in the process.”
Yes, right now I am in great hurry to move ahead , since in all the hustle bustle of life, I failed to realize that the deadline to participate in Click -The food photography event hosted by jugalbandits, is just round the corner. So without any further delay , here are some pictures of Gulabjamuns that I made few days back.
The Recipe is coming up in next post..promise…. I know its too late for asking this, but can you all help me in deciding which one to send for Click. I have only one day to decide, so would appreciate a quick response.
This month Jai and Bee came up with a wonderful theme…Heirloom, and I guess Gulabjamun, an Oh-so-popular sweet delicacy from India, fit the bill, isn’t it?Moreover the bowl that is holding these Jhamu (As we call it in Sindhi) is a sweet gift from my hubby’s Grandmother, passed on to us as a token of love on House warming Day, when we shifted to our new place. More about this Deep fried flour ball, soaked in rose watery sugar syrup, in upcoming post. Right now just look around the pictures of this sweet bomb and help me decide about the most suitable entry of the lot.