If life can treat us with all that we wish for, then “hope” becomes extinct .................
Monday, 26 July 2010
Sunday, 25 July 2010
Chennai is Beautiful !!!!
Dusty roads… uncovered manholes…crowded 27H bus.. hectic traffic near Nungambakkam bridge…Anna nagar CCD…unplanned journey from Tambaram to Chennai Beach in sub-urban trains… Nair kada Chaaya with butter biscuits .. … mixed bajjaies!! mangoes!! panju mittai !! and chukku coffee in marina beach… early morning unexpected sceneries in the world’s second largest beach … weekend drive to Pondi…Fights with auto walas… Rajinikanth fan club… black ticket to watch weekend movies …Wow!!! Chennai is beautiful….
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
Why “curry leaf” ????
I know I have to justify the profile name “Curry Leaf” , the question “ why "Curry Leaf ?“ is being raised by most of my friends…some thought it is my craze for cooking .. some thought it is my yet another depression note… some thought that I am inspired by some regional’s film actors… some are still puzzled about it… few of my dear ones were able to sense it, even before I breathe about it …
Well curry leaf might sound spicy .. but it has got nothing to do with my love for cooking…neither do I claim myself to be a great cook to write a blog about cookery.. anyways ..jokes apart…me being an optimist or pretending to be one in the previous column don’t want to share any pessimistic views about “Curry Leaf” . Curry leaf is a spice used in most of the Indian recipes to enhance flavour. There are two contradictory ways in which the meaning can be perceived.
It goes like this …
Optimistic: it adds flavour to the curry
Pessimistic: it is thrown away once its purpose is fulfilled in the curry…
Since I claim myself to be an optimist, I go by the former one and I believe that this curry leaf will give different flavours to the readers. Neither do I want to reach the heights of Arunthathi Roy, nor do I wanted be another Chetan Bhagat, but wish to be recognized as an author of “Curry Leaf”.
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Long way to go before I sleep !!!!
Tired of mourning about what I lost in ma life … tired of lockin ma self – in a room, crying the whole day and night .. tired of sleepless nyts… tired of being a solitary reaper.. humming ma own tune of distress… at the end of the quarrel in ma mind between Ms. Optimist and Ms. Pessimist for these many years.. finally Ms. Optimist took over .. now I realised I have miles to go before I sleep… here I am taking ma first step towards my successful life… I know it is never too late J