Frustration and Cell Phones


There are days when you do not care how expensive the stupid cell phone is and you just want to throw it on the floor or casually across the table to vent your frustration- even if the phone jacket is delightfully pretty.  :(

 

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Work Blooper


After years of wanting to take a make up class so i too can somehow metamorph my plain jane face into something more umm…. what’s the word, glamorous, i decided to enroll into a “make-up artistry” class. Yes, that’s what it is called.

The next thing i did was to send an email to all the girls i know who may be interested in joining as well. And that is where i faltered. In my excitement, i negligently sent the email to a colleague with whom i usually correspond on a formal and official basis.

Within a few minutes, i received a reply from the same colleague stating the following:

” I hope this mail was not meant for me.”

Oh my God!

By the way did i tell you folks, that the colleague is a “male”,

*Hides crimson face in hands and suppresses embarrassed giggles. *

No Hell , No Paradise.


~ Na tarsam z’aatishe dozakh, na parvaah-e jana’n daaram
Manam shoreeda-e janaan, na khwaahum hoor-o-ghilmaan ra
~ Hazrat Bu Ali Shah Qalandar ~
I don’t fear the fires of hell, nor do I hunger after paradise
I am enraptured by my beloved, what do I care for houris and slaves in paradise?
~ Translation by Musab Bin Noor ~

Do you have egg and bread in the fridge?


I just had to share the niftiest egg and bread halwa recipe that I learned from my mum last night. As it happens, dad had some unpredictable guests ringing the door bell late last night and the kitchen was bare of cookies, nimko or even frozen items which could be fried and served to the guests. With my brothers away from home at that particular moment in time, we faced the predicament of what exactly to serve the guests. Me, being me suggested that we should just make some cardamom tea given the paucity of snacks in the house.

But ammi being the super mum, opened the door of the refrigerator  and took out 4 to 5 eggs and some bread. Oil was heated in a pan and the egg yolks and whites were rigorously stirred whilst at the same time, 2 fistfuls ( yep!) of sugar were dumped in. The bread was broken into many pieces and the crumbles were then added to the egg mixture. Add maybe a table spoon of milk (not more) and keep stirring until the sugar dissolves. Taste some to see if more sugar is needed. If not, throw in a few almonds, stir the halwa a bit more so the almonds too get their share of the oil massage and voila. You are done.

This takes maybe 10 minutes and best served hot with some piping hot tea.

I love it and I love my momma. :)

Of fairy lights and weddings


Bittersweet these weddings are- when you are from the bride’s side and especially when the bride is your sister. You run tirelessly to make everything perfect for her and when it is finally time to say goodbye to her, all those pent up emotions release … sigh. I really miss her. Even though she is in the same city, but she is not home and I am not sharing my room with her. No one to fight with. :( Bitter sweet this shadi business. :)

Dholki: Dance of the candles

Dholki ambience
Glass Bangles: Every colour to your mood
Mehendi: Before the fun began.

Mehendi Shehendi

Wedding: The Horse Carriage

Arrival of Baraat

Enter the Bride’s maids

For better or worse till death do them part.

Good Byes: Woh Chali, woh chali, dekho pyaar ki gali.
Applause: The show was worth it.:)

Cuppa tea and Generousity


I firmly believe that some humans are angels. However, this does not mean that they do not have flaws. Just that in a certain moment, they surpass themselves in generosity and kindness and perform an action solely for the well-being of another person, with no ulterior motive and in that one moment and one action, they become angels,  even if it may be short-lived and if the action is so small that it can be easily overlooked.

I did not have time to take breakfast today and walked in the work space with a foreboding that if I do not eat, I may just get the flu allergy I so dread. After debating endlessly on the merits of ordering an omwitch (egg and veg sandwich) from Dunkin Donuts or taking tea on an empty stomach against waiting until 1:00 p.m when I would take lunch, I decided to walk over to the pantry. The pantry attendant was asleep in his chair and I cleared my throat in the slightest of ways. This caught his attention. I asked him if he knew anybody who could get some cookies or biscuits for me. He did. I gave him the required cash and went back to my work station.

All I could think about were the cookies and how I would make some hot tea for myself as soon as they arrived. In around ten minutes, the pantry attendant was standing next to my work station with the cookies on a plate and a cup of hot steaming tea in another. And in that minute, just because he was considerate enough to make tea for me, I hold him in high esteem.