Thursday, September 24, 2009

Eid mubarak :)

I'm totally secular. Speaking at a broader level, I have been to temples, churches and unfortunately no mosques yet. Please no one assume that i visit the religious sites often or periodically. That's so not the case. I go once in a blue moon and that too as a companion to a friend or family.

With all that said, let me come to the point of this blog. One of my best friends is a Muslim. She is religious to the same degree as me though she does go to the mosque more often. What she does there is anybody's guess :) So, she religiously fasts during the month of Ramadan. To support her, we try not to indulge our palates for this month. More than all the Ramadan observers put together, we friends are very anxious for Eid to come.

No mistakes about the anxiety, not concern about her health or anything. We are constantly updated about the yummy food she gets every evening to break her fast. The anxiety for the D day is truly for BIRIYANI. Though it is not customary to make biriyani on this day, aunty makes it out of compulsion to feed us poor -biriyani-starved souls.

This time, we were invited for dinner. I almost starved during breakfast and lunch so that i can gorge myself during dinner. Aunty had made kheer for to sweeten us up, which was gulped down with intensity. Any stranger would have thought us at death's door out of starvation.

To further build up our appetite and also to let the biriyani cook at peace, the whole family played Uno, a card game. I was totally out of luck in this game. I was always almost the last player to finish the cards. Finally, the spicy aroma of biriyani beckoned us. Usually at her place, we all eat in a thaali, a big plate. This time to avoid attacking others share, we decided on separate plates.

Pure and heartfelt bliss. Aunty served platefuls of authentic, traditional mutton biriyani. It was accompanied with spicy baigan curry and onion raitha. Slowly and steadily the biriyani went in silence. There was no talk of anyone wasting a single grain. Even those that slipped our fingers were later picked and eaten. Eid came to a grand finale and navarathri sparkled open with our happy and saturated bellies.

It took me so long to come out of the biriyani stupor to write this blog :)

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I pity you...who...myself

I'm Sorry :)

Monday, September 7, 2009


There is a tamil saying which translates to "sleep is the daily rehersal we practice for the play called death".

10:30 pm - Your start to feel lazy, your brain does not register the movie you are watchin or the book you are reading. If you are dare to contain yourself for half and hour...your brain gets revived for some godforsaken reason and sleep becomes a distant memory.

6:00 am - You switch off the alarm and go back to such deep sleep that dreams appear in bright technicolor.

7:00 am - Your mind fools you at this time everyday. It will make you promise that you can postpone your jogging to the evening. "Evening never comes" though. You drift back to sleep.

2:00 pm - We can have competitions like 'number of yawns per minute'. Maybe it is the lunch you have had or the Italian siesta blood in is damn difficult to keep your eyes open much less concentrate on your work. So it should be appreciated, if an employee or student actually has their eye open during this time.

These are the different times in a day when I practice for death :)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Painful fun!

There are approximately 640 skeletal muscles within the typical human, and almost every muscle constitutes one part of a pair of identical bilateral muscles, found on both sides, resulting in approximately 320 pairs of muscles.

Being a typical human (though friends and family are fond of calling me "buffalo" and "donkey"), I felt pain in all the above stated muscles this weekend, monday and continuing today too. My friends shifted home this weekend. Mariya, another friend, and I helped them out in this endeavor. Apart from 'packers and movers' people, we had so much of work to do it wasn't even funny.

Last night, I actually had a dream that I had grown huge biceps cause of carrying 20-litre bubble tops up and down 2 floors. This was unfortunate extra work cause the motor in the new home broke down and there was no water.

It took us nearly two and a half days to see the floor of the home, as there were so many things to be put away. Finally, by monday noon...there was a semblance of order. We have a new home now :) There was a lot of fun too...hmm... sensored actually (If you still want to know...please contact Mariya about it). We also got to eat all our meals outside...chinese, italian, desi food. Yummy yum!

It was a tiring three days...but there is satisfaction for work well done (If i may say so myself :p)!

ps. We did house warming last thursday and let the milk boil over three times (accidentally)!!!