the blue sky. the gifts of providence below and beyond it.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
I was chopping a couple of brinjals to make a palya. My left forefinger came in the way and i also chopped some skin off. I now have the tip of that finger in some cotton and have wound some tape around it. I can still see the crimsonness through the translucent tape. And i hold the same finger near my nose to get a whiff of the antiseptic smell that's normally associated with these things.