Breaking Bread #ThursdayTreeLove

Today the US celebrates Thanksgiving. Today is also the day when Vidya Sury opens up her #Gratitude Circle.

So perhaps it is a good idea to share a photo of the Breadfruit Tree. I found this tree growing in the compound across my house.


I first heard about the Breadfruit tree when we learned about the Pacific Islands in class 6. Of course, I didn’t imagine it to be a tree with loaves of bread dangling from it! Nor did I expect its fruit to be like baby jackfruit without the spiny cover.

For more on this unusual tree check out here

Breaking Bread

Breaking bread means having a meal together. This month I’ve hardly had a chance to break any bread because of my injured arm. But I did have a chance to break bread with my friend visiting from the US. Thanks dear friend for squeezing me in your rushed visit.

I have been breaking bread with all kinds of people – and at all kinds of meals. Our home was always open and we’ve had strangers (to us – not my parents!) joining us for a cup of tea at 6 am to a mid-night visitor whose flight was canceled!

If ever I feel resentful at this intrusion, I remind myself of my granny’s wise saying:

People only visit homes where they know they are welcome.

I’m grateful that people feel comfortable enough to drop in unannounced

Company while recuperating

Recuperating can be quite boring and tedious. Especially when the treatment involved is just waiting for the healing to happen. I am grateful for my friends both real and virtual. Your visits, calls and healing messages have helped keep my spirits up. I’m afraid I cannot thank each of you individually because single-handed typing is a real PIA. But you know who you are so a big thank you.

I am grateful that my Octogenarian parents could visit me one weekend and see for themselves how I am getting along. Being their firstborn, they have always put me on a pedestal and I’m really grateful to have them around.

My parents don’t visit often. This visit both my girls took extra care to entertain them and make this trip really special for them. I’m really grateful that these busy women still find and make time for family.

Thank God 6 weeks are over

I can hardly believe it’s almost 6 weeks since my surgery.

In this while, my stitches are slowly healing. I’ve been doing some passive exercises to keep the muscles from stiffening up. I am grateful that I don’t have a job and I can recuperate without worrying about a boss, loss of wages and all the things that can come in the way of recovery.

Lastly, I’m grateful that I have help to get through the day without much trouble.

I’m hoping that with December, the rehab will pick up speed so that I can get back to my regular life.

Sharing this with Parul on #ThursdayTreeLove-76 and Vidya Sury’s #GratitudeCircle.





Author: Unishta

A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!


  1. SO good to hear from you, Sunita!
    Good to know you are getting better. Just take your time and write when you feel at ease and comfy. Yes, single-handed typing can definitely be a real pain!
    Take care, girl!

  2. Great to hear about your antics in the past 6 weeks- you have been so upbeat and cheerful about this whole incident and blogging about it too. Super proud of you my friend. Get better soonest 🙂

  3. I see the recuperation journey is moving on well 🤩 your granny’s word struck a chord. We have people coming over to our place frequently…. I feel overwhelmed with such love especially during festivals or special occasions, when each day is packed with visits 💓

  4. And thank YOU for typing out this post with one hand, and sharing a tree with us in the “temperate” climes (nothing temperate about our below freezing temperatures, but still…) we could never hope to grow outside. I’ve never had a breadfruit. Nor have I had jackfruit, but my husband has tried it.

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