(45) the creator.. who dat?

The context: 

Its that time of the year, நவராத்திரி (navratri) around Tamizh naadu (sorry, I am not that sure about other places), there starts the ritual of unleashing creativity in exhibiting dolls and figurines on odd numbered tiers (படி).

Its all good but the Altimate (ultimate with an 'A') speciality is the சுண்டல் (sundal). There is a different variety every day at each home and after that day's sundals have been exchanged, the fight for the title starts: "That day's top sundal chef". Some mushy, some under cooked, the intensity of flavour, all are tallied. Whatever the result, those few minutes of consuming the sundal with multiple senses thanking you for the feast.. total bliss!!


Moment of introspection:
When it was everywhere, too much, sometimes so much as to start boring, I never ever thought of the awesomeness of this food and this culture that helped me enjoy life, completely ignorant of all thats happening around me!

And now that there has been almost complete drought of this awesome sundal in my taste palette, it was time for a moment of deep spiritual insight:

Who do I thank for those few minutes of bliss while eating sundal? Who should the credit go?

God, the creator?

The first person who intentionally or accidentally discovered the recipe for sundal?

Or rather this person who made the sundal that I am feasting at that moment?

I, for now feel highly compelled to give all credit to the sundal-chef and let them spread the wealth if they are oh-so humble and generous.

And hence, for today, the credit goes to thyself. Because today, I marvel at my own creation:

The creator is indeed awesum!! Such greatness in his work and yet so humble. :P