I could be...

1. someone dejected with the ways of life, but happy taking her dog out for a walk,watering plants, talking to birds and playing the guitar.

2. someone running an ice cream parlour at one busy corner of the city.

3. someone still plagued with dandruff and hairloss troubles and using facewash 9 times a day.

4. someone happily settled , playing with kid and husband , shouting at maids while hurrying off to office.

5. someone who has finally managed to graduate from microwave to gas cooking.

6. someone happily single, ruling workplace in the day and parties at night.

7. someone who does/doesnt get excited about train journeys or about checking co passengers' list.

8. someone who is plain happy.

9. Or someone else.


Sigh!
Btw, Happy Father's Day.

During the semestertime, several blog post ideas used to swim in the upper lobe of my brain,but as the semesters have ended,it seems that someone has hit me with the Ghajini rod and hence I've forgotten everything and can't even write a single post.

With the blog ideas, have also vanished my post exam resolutions of getting up for morning walk at 5 am and rejoining swimming classes. But my father being out of town and my maids being on leave, my mom has made sure that at least I get to see the Sun at 6 and make my way to the market.The vegetable market being a place where I have several embarrassing moments to recount,I am not particularly happy to make my visit there , a daily affair.[ Okay, I've embarrasing moments at every public place , be it banks, post officetelephone office :( ]

Cutting vegetables is also an art where you make sure you save your nimble fingers and yet not turn your product into a geometry lover's delight.

To draw a conclusion, if its Wednesday , then I spend most part of the day with vegetables. Big Bazaar has some amazing marketing strategies.Months back , they had this offer for people who shopped for more than 999 and having fulfilled that criteria , we were bestowed with an offer which said 'you get a year long supply of aloo and pyaz' .So the rule is that every Wednesday , you need to shop for 99 or more and you get to carry a kilo of aloo and pyaz each , back home.Now it so happened that my mom suddenly remembered about this offer and since she thinks me to be a jobless fellow, sent me off to BB.Little did I know that standing in the cash counter would turn out to be one of the longest queues of my life and that an entire civilization would turn up to get aloo and pyaz!

Tough Maggi still doesnt have competition in its proximity, Idli can come close if you have an idli mix and microwave handy.All one needs to do is stir the mix with curd , wait for a few minutes and then put the mixture in the idli container and you have it ready in a couple of minutes. This is again a realisation during semestertime.

P.S: This is a very stupid post.Was just too desperate to write anything:(

Being literally tired of my grand ma's repeated approbation of my cousins' cooking skills and how that corroborated the fact that they have grown up to fine ladies, my mom's repeated dismays at why I'm not eager to learn making tea, I decided to enter the kitchen in creative mode.
So, here's the first chocolate cake I made in the microwave oven.


The chilly chicken was made from Macadamia's food blog.



This was a simple aloo-onion stuff.


Now, the following are geometry lover's delight,the final product taking various shapes.Don't ask me what they were, I want to forget their taste as fast as possible.




And some random escapades:
Thank you A and R for bearing with my coaxings of visiting Prinsep Ghat.


This is how the city looks from the 13th floor.