S(oop)'s Soups and Some More

I am at the  "just become" grandmas  touching 50 soon. Most of the women of my generation are still moms to teenage kids and some have just married off their kids and some with tiny  grandkids. One can now not really make out which category does a lady of my age belong to. To add on I like many carry that tag Oh you don't look your age or You look like your kids sibling etc. Thanks to hair colours and age defying products that it make sone live in utopia and with euphoria. Air travel from remote towns means a lot of waiting at airports when catching connecting flights and then the question how to kill your time is always on your mind .  The loyalty lounge looses its  charm when one is following the two meal diet. Looking around the airport you see different age   groups doing their thing. Most of them Working on  their laptops. Sending mails, and pretending to be really serious in life with the moto "time is money and money is time" . ...

These heavenly discs at poona cantonment transport me to my childhood days and memories of Pune in 1970-1980 The world has changed since then and pune too. The food the culture and the taste of consumers too. But kayani bakery still stands rocksolid at  Pune camp  selling the same  old bakery goodies   from recipes well preserved over the years. The mawa cake, plum cake, wine biscuits  are to name a few. The king of all is however the famous Shrewsbury biscuits which flow out faster than the traffic of pune. Biting into one of those buttery light flavoured biscuit is one big luxury. The effort that goes into procurement of them from the source is as much a task as it may be to bake them. (only if we had the right knowhow) When you are not a punekar or not a Pune  camp residence you have to manage your trip to kayani between their working hours. Just like the chitale bandhu kayani too believes in the afternoon siesta and take a lunch break only ...