Saturday, January 24, 2009

Chicken Biryani


Why do I like it so much?
a. It tastes yummy
b. It feels like festival every time I have it
c. It makes me go gaga
d. All of the above

Answer: d :D

Seriously, I am ardent fan of chickb n without it, once again I feel like that Lion which was left in vegetable market to choose whatever he wants! Coming to chickb - Unfotunately I like only home-made. Why doesn't this chef in restaurant right across the street know how to prepare it?

Once I was so fed up of these peas - chickpea, pigeon pea, cow pea (Dont ask me why they are called so!) which my dabbawalah(lunch provider) makes everyday...
(Apparently peas are legume crops useful in Nitrogen fixation, thus suggested by Agriculturalists in best crop combinations to be grown with cereals like rice and wheat to increase agricultural productivity! Good for farmers and bad for me, they are really following it..)
My tongue craved for taste of RREAL chicken! so what did I do? I had a heap of menu cards (dropped by eateries near my front gate) under my bed. I opened them and tried to find out Non-veg restaurants. I went through each one of them cursing, calling names everytime the word "pure vegetarian" shows up! Finally I could find only three. 1. Hello Rasoi 2. Ramsha Bawarchi 3.City spice kitchen. I called up City Spice Kitchen, (coz I felt, rates are within my range) and asked for home delivery. He says, "sorry mam, we stopped that service". Disappointed, I looked at Hello Rasoi menu card once again hoping that by some miracle all 3 digits numbers would turn into 2 digits or at least 100's digit would change from 2 to 1. I find no luck there. Once again disappointed, I saw Ramsha Bawarchi, name sounds like something home (Hyderabad Bawarchi).. there is no chickb on menu card. Anyway I called this place and asked for Chicken Biryani. He said "Yes Mam!". "Kitna?", "seventy phive", "wow"!
Laya: "Kitna time lagega?". He replies "bas.. aadha ghanta" Laya: "Theek hain! 3/3x - Old Rajinder nagar mein. jaldi lao".
Time: 14:30 hrs. I waited for half-an-hour, he came in 1 hr. Anyway, being so hungry, I dint want to yell at him. I paid him and took the parcel, my mouth waters even without yummy smell coming out.. (You know about that dog!)
Now I make everything ready, melodious music in the background, plate, spoon blah blah blah..
Then I open the pack - It looks good, but doesnt smell like chicken. I ignored that hoping for good taste. You know taste is half nullified without smell. Now I go on to taste it. I dunno what he put in that, the oil is so greasy, it feels like I'm eating grease! Yukk! anyway I ate those 2 chicken pieces! Utterly shattered, I try to wash my plate and spoon - but no detergent works on it ya!
I seriously felt like suing this guy for giving me such a wonderful Chickb. :x
Lesson: Never have chickb from bawarchi!

Fed up of Delhi without Chickb, Im living like that Lion which ate grass! :(

A thought that changed my life!

There is no single way of doing it..
As you adapt you can change from anyone to anyone!
Its just about what YOU wanna be or how YOU wanna live...
If u REALLY wanna transform, it takes not more than a second to start a new life entirely.

So virtually one can live innumerable lives, every time in a new form!
Its like choosing an attire from wardrobe!
Its like switching between one track n another in ur iPod.
Its as simple as that.
So be born everyday!

U can be meek, timid, callous, uninformed today -
n still u can become enthued, energetic, informed, sensible from this moment if u choose to! Today you can be someone who never goes to class early, who whiles away time, who always takes pride in being LLB,
still you can be that sincere, organized, always-on-time, first-bencher from this moment if only you REALLY want to.

Difficulty lies not in changing but seriously, persistently THINKING of that change.
A thought changes your life! Isn't it amazing?
Its true.. The most valuable things in life never carry a price tag.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

The White Tiger

This book written by Aravind Adiga won Man Booker award for the year 2008. Man Booker prize is given to English Fictions written by Commonwealth nations and Ireland. At the outset, it is inevitable but to feel proud for a debutant Indian writer won it. But dont get carried away! Take a deep breath and delve into its content.

It is the story of an innocent boy (nick named "The White Tiger" - rarest animal that comes along only once in a generation) in abject poverty who constantly struggled, faced humiliation, yet kept his eyes and ears open to grab that one chance to earn decent livelihood. But India, with its inbuilt inequalities, caste prejudices, corruption, distorted electoral processes, blatant denial of poor's rights, insensitivity to the needs of millions of under-previleged, inefficient bureaucracy, mutilated democracy, absence of rule of law has produced a corrupt young murderer instead. All this to give that one simple chance the boy sought. Alas! what a pity!

Now I dunno where I should hide my face for the sorry state of affairs. I laughed at myself for once proudly feeling that India won Man Booker. Largely it has been pessimistic and portrayed only the negative side of the country. In a way it ignored anything good that has happened to the country. But I don't find it wrong cuz there is no need to defend it all the time by showing something positive. That leads to complacent attitude. None of us can deny the fact that it is not too far from reality. Indeed, possibly this is the only side visible to millions of Indians living in "Dark India". (He divides India into 2 parts - India in darkness, India in the Light).

What is the way out? Let us arise, awake and stop not until we reach our goal! Lets assert our rights. Let us vote out the corrupt, criminal politicians. Let us not be indifferent to our own problems. Let us work when we can work. Let us do our part of the job - in the best way it can be done. Let us have integrity, honesty. Lets not be corrupt and lets replace those corrupt politicians and bureaucrats and every corrupt officer with the young blood we have. Let us dedicate ourselves to the cause of nation. This is minimum we can do to BE THE CHANGE.

Signs off,
Deeply hurt Laya.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Happy New Year

Hi!!
Wish you all a happy new year!