Office is such a wondrous place to meet so many kinds. Every day event can be a long Rupert Brooke poem. Today, I had deliberately kept a bowl of coconut cookies on my work-desk. This bowl of creamy white cookies enticed horde of self-proclaimed dieticians. When I bought the cookies I knew they were baked and no oil/butter was used (I trust the listed ingredients). But soon after someone pointed out that this eatable is fattening, will raise my cholesterol and eventually I will turn obese I lost my appetite for the little things. Honestly, my cookies were nothing like the oily snack that looks like objects glazed with wax. It was a simple snack which is supposed to be sweet and helps you a lot in an activity called as writing and binging. There was also some choco-chip cookies which I wanted to have … I think I should lose myself in the dulcet darkness of chocolate cookies only when the terrifying diet-conscious people are away!
