Sometimes I wonder what it is that makes me want to take care of you. We fight and stay away from each other and ignore each other as much as possible, only to run to each other's side when the going gets tough for either. Why? Is it because we've been together for so long that caring for one another comes to us naturally? Or is this some kind of twisted love where you just cannot stand to see the other person get hurt?! Even when we are busy playing our stubborn selves, I go to all of your favourite hangouts hoping to run into you just so I could remind you that I exist..just so I could urge you to seek me out and sort out our differences..just because I am getting desperate to be in your arms again. Ugh! this thing called love! I wish I could just be immune to this twisted toxic thing that just rips your heart open and makes it inept for feeling anything for anyone else again. My friends say it's a pointless relationship. And if I ask myself, my head shares the same opinion. But my heart refuses to listen. Why does it keep making an exception for just this one person , I wonder! Maybe every one of us has that one special person in our life for whom we are willing to put ourselves through misery over and over again. All I know is that I can count on you to be there for me when life hands out to me all those lemons it's got saved up just for me! :D
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Saturday, 10 September 2011
Something's cooking :D
So here I am. Back again a second day to write about something. Not that I am going to update my blog every day because that just won't happen (Yeah! I know myself a little too well :)) .
I typed out an entire post about social life and it's complexities and then erased it.Well, who'd want to read something that depressing? I wouldn't! It's like spending one's time and money to go watch a movie that's really depressing just so you can take a break from the stressful life you lead . Waste of time, I say!
And so i thought I'll write about the one thing that brings joy to me no matter how messed up my life is - Cooking!
Cooking comes to most of us naturally. Some of us do it because we have to and others because they love to. I belong to the group that seems to be ever growing now, thanks to masterchef , Top chef and the other so called cookery competitions. But my love for cooking started way before i had a proper cable connection at home.I've always wanted to join a Culinary school so I can be a trained professional chef and work in one of those professional kitchens with all their food processors, blast freezers and liquid nitrogen. Cooking is just a LOT of FUN for me! I started cooking when i was 6 years old. What was my first dish?Ah well, Dosa. I still remember standing in the kitchen with my mom supervising me and giving me tips as to how to make a perfect crisp dosa. As is the case with most of us, my mom's my favourite cook. But it isn't a completely biased opinion. My mom really is a good cook . Her dosas are out of this world and so is her biriyani! Ah well, the list could go on. You just have to trust me because when it comes to food, I have the palate of a food critic. My mom used to bake cakes for us when we were kids and I remember sitting beside her and watching her mix all those yummy ingredients and folding the batter in to make this yummy buttery moist cake(Slurp). Even though she used to make a lot of other goodies for us, her cakes were always my favourite. I'm still learning how to cook but I enjoy every minute I spend experimenting with the various spices available in that small kitchen of mine.
But will I ever be as good a cook as my Mom? Probably not!
I wonder if I'll ever gather enough courage to actually convince my folks about letting me choose this unconventional career path. Will have to wait and watch i guess! Fingers crossed. :)
I typed out an entire post about social life and it's complexities and then erased it.Well, who'd want to read something that depressing? I wouldn't! It's like spending one's time and money to go watch a movie that's really depressing just so you can take a break from the stressful life you lead . Waste of time, I say!
And so i thought I'll write about the one thing that brings joy to me no matter how messed up my life is - Cooking!
Cooking comes to most of us naturally. Some of us do it because we have to and others because they love to. I belong to the group that seems to be ever growing now, thanks to masterchef , Top chef and the other so called cookery competitions. But my love for cooking started way before i had a proper cable connection at home.I've always wanted to join a Culinary school so I can be a trained professional chef and work in one of those professional kitchens with all their food processors, blast freezers and liquid nitrogen. Cooking is just a LOT of FUN for me! I started cooking when i was 6 years old. What was my first dish?Ah well, Dosa. I still remember standing in the kitchen with my mom supervising me and giving me tips as to how to make a perfect crisp dosa. As is the case with most of us, my mom's my favourite cook. But it isn't a completely biased opinion. My mom really is a good cook . Her dosas are out of this world and so is her biriyani! Ah well, the list could go on. You just have to trust me because when it comes to food, I have the palate of a food critic. My mom used to bake cakes for us when we were kids and I remember sitting beside her and watching her mix all those yummy ingredients and folding the batter in to make this yummy buttery moist cake(Slurp). Even though she used to make a lot of other goodies for us, her cakes were always my favourite. I'm still learning how to cook but I enjoy every minute I spend experimenting with the various spices available in that small kitchen of mine.
But will I ever be as good a cook as my Mom? Probably not!
I wonder if I'll ever gather enough courage to actually convince my folks about letting me choose this unconventional career path. Will have to wait and watch i guess! Fingers crossed. :)
Friday, 9 September 2011
The Pilot! :)
So here i am ! finally! I've been reading blogs for years now. People who have the ability to give words to their emotions have always amazed me (probably because i could never do it). It never occurred to me to pen down my thoughts and that's mostly due to the fact that i am not a great writer. So why now? Ah well, one should start somewhere, don't you think? :)
I am all of how-does-it-matter years old and live in a small city down south. I've never had a dearth of friends owing to my ability to yap like my life depends on it. I have a very loving family and sometimes i wonder how they can still love me with all their heart despite all the trouble I've put myself and my family through. Maybe that's something i'll be able to figure out only when i become a parent? Maybe!
What do I want to do with my life? To this i have a well rehearsed answer which isn't quite the truth. So while toiling between the complexities of one's social life,career and all those lovely eateries in town, I decided I want to start blogging.
And that's about how i wound up here. Hope this will be as much fun for you as it is for me. :D
I am all of how-does-it-matter years old and live in a small city down south. I've never had a dearth of friends owing to my ability to yap like my life depends on it. I have a very loving family and sometimes i wonder how they can still love me with all their heart despite all the trouble I've put myself and my family through. Maybe that's something i'll be able to figure out only when i become a parent? Maybe!
What do I want to do with my life? To this i have a well rehearsed answer which isn't quite the truth. So while toiling between the complexities of one's social life,career and all those lovely eateries in town, I decided I want to start blogging.
And that's about how i wound up here. Hope this will be as much fun for you as it is for me. :D
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