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PINTERESTING ALL THE WAY

 Googling for ideas, my search stopped short at the gates of Pinterest. As a conventional netizen, I dared not venture into downloading new apps. There seemed to be no escape, my conventionality succumbed. Finally, there was a P on the red dot symbolizing Pinterest on my app list.

I was on the lookout for ideas from paper maiche, but as my search unfolded, there was fashion, cooking, makeup, writing, home interiors, organization, in fact, every kind of organization, management be it time or money and so much more.

I forgot the paper maiche and the artwork momentarily and here I was looking for hairstyles to suit my face type, dresses for my body type, makeup, dressing styles for fifty plus and I began to wonder if all this ever mattered in the past five decades. Never, my conscience answered.

 Mocktails had found a new place in my recipe list. Forget about Mojito, I was searching for Pina colada, Dalgona Coffee and many more nonalcoholic drinks. Oh! I could be the next entrepreneur giving Starbuck or Tim Horton a stiff competition I just thought before embarking on my new venture.

The niches began to spread far and wide. I just loved the amazing recipes, the food on display was such a visual treat, the color combinations evoked such a powerful craving that I wished avocados, blueberries would be available in my town. The Thai, the Mexican dishes and  even the Mediterranean salads were all a welcome change as long as it was eggless and vegetarian and I could amass the ingredients. The desserts were varied with amazing decorations and presentations. My mouth watered at every new pin.

Apart from this I was also being fine-tuned in home management, space organization be it my kitchen wardrobe, balcony or even my toilet . I had first-hand experience to execute my new found knowledge at my son’s place organizing his storage and cooking meals. I sang a paean for Pinterest after every accomplishment, my son amusedly said aloud “no wonder why its share price is soaring, for now I know it has a set of admirers like you I never knew about.”

 I had organized my account, created boards and pinned what I liked for later use. This was a new beginning, carving out a niche, no, it is pintresting all the way.

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