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Phew! It’s curtains down on another year! As a bridge between two corona-riddled years and a return to normalcy, 2022 has been placid and rather uneventful.
Overall, it was refreshing for one and all to be able to move about freely. Wearing masks took a backseat, though a few cautious individuals stuck to the practice tenaciously. All modes of entertainment reopened and folks heaved sighs of relief.
On a personal note, it was a moderately good year for me and my loved ones. For starts, we began to receive little amounts as interest from our investments, which were in limbo for many years. This helped us to hike our food budget.
Happily, we were able to run our bedroom ACs, after a gap of two years. Such a relief it was! Another blessing came in the garb of subsidy scheme in electricity bills, recently introduced by the Hon. Chief Minister of Delhi state.
Our domestic bills have been drastically reduced now. After a gap of two years, we were able to enjoy the festivals to the hilt. This included pandal hopping and eating out (albeit on a shoestring budget).
Heartening to note throughout this year I was able to undertake what I enjoy doing the most: attending music concerts, and recitals and meeting people from the media fraternity, friends and acquaintances. My weakened legs which plagued me through the year before seem to be merely a bad dream now.
Most importantly, the year 2022 imparted me valuable lessons in thrift and recycling waste.
I implemented what I had overlooked all along: using peeled vegetable skins in cooking. I was glad to discover that shallow-fried potato peels made yummy fritters. Likewise, bottle gourd/lauki peel sautéed with a pinch of nigella/kalonjji seeds and green chillis were a palatable accompaniment for daal-bhat.
Some friends taught me that popular namkeens like bhujiya, sev, ganthiya and papad may be turned into gravy-less curries when cooked with potatoes.
Secondly, on a general front, at home this year we had a total switchover to LED bulbs which resulted in lower power tariffs. We were mighty pleased, because as the familiar adage goes, “A penny saved is a penny earned.”
In a cheerful, grateful mood I bid adieu to 2022 fervently hoping that the new year will bring in sunnier days and glad tidings.
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