April 1, 2008...8:37 am

Perceptions maketh the person

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No. I am not all that literary. I just think saying stuff like that will make me look like one.  The reason for this morning muse is that my best friend Akay posted a recipe on her blog yesterday. One that takes tons of patience and an abiding love for the kitchen. From my viewpoint of course.

I read through the steps and drooled over the accompanying pictures while my mind was suspended in disbelief. Here was a person whom in my mind was a pampered child. Someone who had tea bought to her in the hostel. One who’s hair I braided most days. One whom I had to push and prod to get her to get up and get to work. One for whom I felt an affection akin to my sister. Someone with whom I did not usually associate terms like patience, creativity and the like. No offense meant. I just thought of her as very technical, hardworking and more of a go getter outside the home.

It has been years since we last met each other. We are in touch most days and my mental image of her is stuck to the person I knew ten years back. In the meanwhile life happened. We got married, are well on our route in our chosen careers, are responsible homeowners and have our distinct circle of friends. So, when something trivial as a recipe brought out the stark contrast in my mental image of her and the image of her that her blog showcased all I could do was think about it. So think I did. All evening and today morning.

Its all in the perception you see. It does not matter who the real person is. It is how I perceive them that counts. Is this what they call “Maya”?

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