This is to inform you that after many days of nearly gagging on inedible liquids I can now make killer black tea. With lemon. Or lemongrass.
You could have lived your whole life without knowing that.
Or not.
Who knows where you'll be ten years from now. Maybe I'll be rich and famous and your kids will be doing presentations about me, and when they google me they'll learn all about how I learned to make killer black tea out of sheer persistence. And they'll make a note about it in their little spiral books…just as background info about me.

Hehehehehe ;)

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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