Chili, spice of red Thursday, which is the day of reckoning. Day which invites us to pick up the sack of our existence and shake it inside out. Day of suicide, day of murder.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniFennel, which is the spice for Wednesdays, the day of averages, of middle-aged people. . . . Fennel . . . smelling of changes to come.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniBut maybe as I get older, I begin to see beauty where I least expected it before.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniI am buoyant and expansive and uncontainable--but I always was so, only I never knew it!
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni