My kitchen disasters V – the overloaded Teriyaki sauce noodles

The covid time unleashed the hidden demon (read cook) within us. And disasters such as Maggi pakodas, noodle ice-creams and the likes came to the fore. Since I understand food and know how to cook, I can vouch that I did not cook any such demonic delicacies. But, some dishes that I cooked cannot be…

My kitchen disasters – IV – The curious case of burnt rice

Rice cooking is an art. I can vouch for this statement after cooking rice for the past 10 months.  The perfect plate of rice is not so easy to cook. The rice needs to be fluffy, every grain separated from the rest in a non-sticky manner (unless it is sticky rice) and no under or…

My kitchen miracles – I

I usually keep the challenging-to-make dishes for some fine day when I will have plenty of time on my hand, when the unicorns will be frolicking and the rainbows will be illuminating the sky. Yes, the day that never comes! (This sentence just came to me, I hope Metallica does not sue me for copyright…

My kitchen disasters-III

“Ek to karela, upar se neem-chadha” This is a famous notion in Uttar Pradesh where the bitterness of bitter gourd is compared to the taste of neem.  And when my dear mother started feeding me bitter gourd, I absolutely hated it! Hate is not a very strong word for the bitterness on my tongue, detest…

Kingdom of Ash – the last book of Throne of Glass series

Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home. Manon Blackbeak or Crochan – holy Gods is a sight to behold or read in this book. She goes from a witch who is afraid to admit, afraid to care to rightfully…

A guy like that

His captivating voice With hints of calmness Dollops of playful banter A guy like that Comes fleeting into your miserable life He supports you Even when you push him away Is there for you When no one is, Giving you day dreams This guy A guy like that Makes you believe In the beauty of…

Magical voice

On a hot summer morning In the blazing heat Your cooling magical voice Enchanted this broken soul And my heart always skips a beat When your voice comes across For my soul sings along When your voice soothes it You laugh with me And my whole world turns around Or did this world just finish…

And the search still goes on!

Life, they say is a treasure, and I say it is difficult to measure, For me, it is the search that started years ago, because in this sea of love my boat still rows. It waits for your island which is far away, “Be patient my boat”, I always say…. I search for you in…

Winter woes

The nip in the air is gone Sorry, the nip is very much here The enveloping cold Insulates me from the warmth And from love But it is tainted With toxic fumes. I sometimes wonder Will holding my breathe For a few seconds Every now and then Will stop this taint From spreading to my…

Drudgery

Hidden feelings lying in some corner, residual emotions tucked in another, desires still left unhindered, untouched they are, left to wither away.   Wither? I wish they were dead, devolving in the abyss moment by moment, I shun them to fade away in the dark, but they yearn to burst with the familiar.   So…