I’m looking for a Robot called the “Express Editor,” for a final check. If anyone should find it, please bring it home to mama. I will oil it on time, keep it well-charged, and shining. I will take for a walk (does it walk? As in legs?) I’ll even blog about how it saved my life!🙏
But then in self-publishing, you don’t palm off your concerns to the editor or agent. YOU know it all! And that, my friends is expressly Scary!
Have you EVER been in love with with something (like publishing) you know nothing about? Yeah … that scary!😄
Each of us have a little fun loving fool inside of us. A little place where we think the world of our silly thoughts and ideas. I call it the inner utopia, because life is perfect here. And since everyones sense of utopia is different, we make society insanely crazy, nincompoop like!
Sometimes our experiences tame those into silence and at times growth helps in molding them into civil responses.
This book is a fictional account about certain types of people found globally, and their little Nincompoop-ish Utopia😉 Thus the name!
“Terror Strikes Nincompoopia”
(I must clarify: On Kindle Direct Publishing only!)
It is either brave or foolish to give a title like this, in these times. But have faith in me.
Mango, the King of Fruits! Juicy, aromatic, delicious!
And messy too! Especially, if you suck the small ripe ones whole, after poking a hole at one end, softening the fruit from all sides, and then squeezing out the pulp, as if out of a juice box. In the old days, our elders say, it was best shared around a bucket, with the mangoes chilling in cold water. Ice also works very well. Now-a-days you can (at)tempt yourself to eat it in a tub. Just Kidding😉 Too messy, Too cold!
Amb (umb) is the north Indian word for mango. And ambi is the baby mango: green, raw, and sour! Healthy and more sour than any sour candy/toffee I have ever known. It can also be had salty and red peppery. Sour and Spicy!
Come May, we kids used to go hunting for mangoes, wrap the spices in paper, a knife for cutting and sharing slices, and loads of chattering. Pure joys delighted us … especially the time a farmer yelled, chased, and we got away from an orchard near my grandparents home.
After that we always had a mango tree in one or the other friends/ family homes. Most of the time, we loved the musical Koyal bird, that filled the summer air around the huge child-friendly, mango trees. It was easy to succumb to temptations n suck umb, literally ‘hanging around’ the tree with friends.
Today, thinkinkadia turns one year old, and I thought its time to celebrate the Birthday with you all! I couldn’t have survived without your support and encouragement! Its been a wonderful experience and after making a few mistakes, I have learned a little bit. I am still not as good as many of you social media handlers and multi-taskers! I do get all the notifications, just like every WordPresser. But somehow, I tried to stay focussed on being number-free.
I have a long ways to go! In my own little awkward ways, a million appreciations.💖 The posts are now at a 241. A year ago, I wasnt even dreaming of completing ONE week, leave alone one year!
Thank You, WordPress!
Thank You to all visitors, encouraging Likers, and all my dear follow-ers!
I love interesting, unusual names. Some addresses on mail can be like giving directions on how to find places on this planet! Near … Behind … Under … Barsati on top of … and so on!
Some names sound like poetry like this one:
LLlanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch is a city in Wales with 58 letters making up its name, it is the longest city in Great Britain. The English translation of the name is: St Mary’s Church in the Hollow of the White Hazel Near to the Rapid Whirlpool of Llantysilio of the Red Cave.
The weather man aced saying it! Can you? I’m still working on the second longest name in the West.