So K since the morning has been
K for Kinderjoy – where the plan was to write about Zo’s love for Kinderjoy and the toys that come with it and then slyly turn the post into a Zo update. Which I am sure you wouldn’t mind at all but there was just no time.
K for Kindergarten – the other name for the same post above, only I would not written a whole introduction about Kinderjoy.
K for K – My school. The thought stopped here, because I really didn’t know what to write about that K from 11 years ago.
K for Karma – I have always wanted to do a post about karma but such contemplative posts cannot be done on a stomach full of “badam akhrot halwa in ghee” and at 11 PM.
K for Karan Johar – Don’t ask me why. There is no reason.
K for Kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi – Because the title would have been very cool but there was no postable material for it. Have you had the problem? Where you have a title but nothing to post? I have it all the time.
Which is why K became Kimchi Salad. I don’t like Kimchi Salad. It sucks. And who puts cabbage in a salad? As if coating it with all that pungent dressing would cover up its taste. As if.
Anyway, this post is so much like that Kimchi Salad – a pathetic mishmash of stuff that doesn’t go together, bound together with a convenient dressing, only there is no dressing, there’s only this sad little post.
But all sad restaurants give you Kimchi Salad to while away your time with till you get the main food you ordered. Atleast the ones I go to do. Which is why this post. Your Kimchi Salad for today. While you wait for slightly more sensible posts that you probably came for. Poor you.
Hope the awful taste doesn’t stay for too long.