Puzzle of life, and my obsession with food.

‘If life were predictable it would cease to be life, and be without flavor.’ Eleanor Roosevelt said this a long time ago, and of course, it is still relevant today, as it will be for ages to come. It is one of the most thoughtful quotes, perhaps. Yet, the first thing that caught my eye as I chanced by this incredible quote was…the word flavor. Yes, the word flavor. This probably tells you that what appeals to me all the time is food. When I’m sad, when I’m mad, when I’m happy – where there’s food, everything else ceases to exist.

Are you wondering how the topic veered off from this extraordinary quote to food, lickety-split? Yes, I’m wondering the same thing, but I’m also not surprised. I’m nearly always confused, and I invariably think about at least twenty subtopics within the span of, say, a minute. Now, back to the quote.

We never know what is going to happen in our lives the next minute, do we? We don’t give that much thought. It’s not like we’re thinking every day- ‘In the next 60 seconds, what is something amazing that is going to occur in my life?’ No, we just live by the minute, by the hour, by the day.

I’m reminded of something I read in ‘Paper Towns’ by John Green. Margo (one of the protagonists, who also happens to be my favorite character) says, ‘Every moment of your life is lived for the future.’ Linking this to the quote, I feel these thoughts to be wildly apart, and yet so similar. We play this game every day – we wake up, we do our chores, we have some fun, and then we eat and sleep. And in the midst of all that, we also think about the time to come.

I have to tell you this, that I think about not the near, but the far future. That’s where I’ll intervene to tell you that most great things that happen to me are not at all because of me. It could be that one day I’d wake up and suddenly, a great idea would pop into my mind. This idea of starting a blog, however, belongs to my parents. I am an avid writer; writing whenever I get the time to do so. I didn’t do much about it, though. And the articles and the stories just piled up. It’s like I told you – I was not thinking about what an amazing solution my mom was about to give me.

‘Words Amore’ is now my new haven. It’s where I’m going to escape to when I’m sad or happy. Now, food has a competitor, and it has never before. That’s how remarkably excited I am, to start this blog today, officially. And that’s how happy I am to bring my writing to you this way.