Back from office when I entered the house, 'As' [my elder one] came running to me and began to recite a poem. I waited till he reached the last line and then was like, "ok another new poem for poetry recitation?" He came with a pat reply "Amma, this is my poem" ... I was like @@@@ ! Speechless ... ? His 8th birthday is few months away and how could he write a poem. But then being a voracious reader and one who easily gets absorbed in space science books, I had to believe him. He has always been captivated by space science, astronomy and never gets tired of talking about it. With increasing interest he has always imagined himself "Fly me to the moon, let me swing among those stars" and now one of his dreams is to become an astronaut [U can see it in the drawing pic below]
I asked him to note it down immediately on a piece of paper and read those lines describing wonderful imagination of his mind [Had to guide him with sequencing of few words]. I felt so proud of him, I mean even at this age I won't be able to express myself in poetic form. Below is the poem for all of you to read [improvised with minimal help].
After I read his poem, I remembered a food creation of mine which I would like to post today. So no recipe here :). The creation is a DOSA served in an unique way based on space theme. I used normal dosa batter, carrot slices, tomato slices, sliced olives, capsicum, purple radish, pretzels, sprinkles, to prepare this "Dosa from space".
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