I am not ashamed of this addiction.
You call it an addiction? Yet I am not ashamed of it! Most people watch with awe and envy -- grand houses, cars or motor cycles and other mean machines, gizmos and electronic toys, sports equipment, clothes, jewellery and make-up, gourmet food or sometimes even God’s great-looking living creations and want them. Not so for me! When I think of possessions, something else wins hands down in drool-worthiness for me. No you cannot guess and your reaction might just be- what? Crazy! I’ll survive that. These last few days as the season changed and the temps rose, people kept their silks and woollens aka winter clothes in. Women lovingly took out their chiffon, crepe and georgette saris/dresses, put them on hangers, gazed at them and lovingly patted them. For me it became difficult to handle wool and synthetic fiber and I packed my knitting projects for the next eight months. In the big fat grey bag went the yarn with the knitting needles, most of which I do not use but lov...