Everyday is a struggle with the Bangalore rickshaw waalas. All of a sudden I feel like an idiot for not knowing how to ride or drive. I miss cab comfort.
While the driver is chilling, I am still breathing in and out to let go off the anger. The anger for having to walk around for 20 minutes on an average everyday to get a Rick guy who will drop me at Shanti Nagar. They barely agree to come. And then I change my tactic and say 'Lanford Town?' instead. Langford town is just as same as Shanti Nagar, just a more British name. That's all. After 10 no's for Shanti Nagar, finally one guy agrees to come to Langford town. Then he goes -
'Alli Thumba traffic iratthey. 20 rupees extra kodi'
Dude, which part of Bangalore doesn't have traffic at 10 in the morning?
I didn't cause the traffic. Why is it my fault? Why am I paying the price for Bangalore traffic?
This is the morning scene. 8 PM scene makes me want to cry out in rage. After 45 minutes of walking towards my house, one guy finally agrees to come. But says 'Vaapas empty baru beku. 30 rupees extra kodi' (Have to come back alone. Give me 30 rupees extra). In my head I bang that moron's head a million times, but I say okay. I get off 6 km after and give him a 100 rupees note.
All the way I wonder if I should pack my running shoes to work. Might as well jog back home. Atleast I'll lose some weight and save myself some high BP trouble.
Hello Mr. Know it all, it takes me half a day to finish what takes you two days. So, shut the fuck up. Knowledge is useless when it does not translate into actual work. You don't get paid for your gyan. No wonders you are stuck where you are. Buck up shithead, or you will remain this way for the rest of your miserable life.
First of all, I am not used to working with simple, sane people. I've only had madness, craziness, and i-dont-what-else-ness around me all the time. Last 5 years at Aol was all about giggling and working, in that order.
So, I want exactly that now. People around me - Enough with the niceness, get crazy already! Three days is sufficient time.
I picked out a window seat. My dietitian would be happy because of all that Vitamin D I am getting. Mom might get sad because there's a high chance that I will get darker. Well, I am just glad that I have a good view. This view thingy might not necessarily be a great thing - more often that not, I find myself gaping at the traffic down under.
As for the job - I am getting paid to watch movies. Yes, that's right. Day 1 was Being Cyrus. Day 2 was Aa Dekhen Zara. As I type, it's Houseful (Kill me!)
Typically you wouldn't find me watching a Bollywood movie even when it's pouring outside and my TV is showing only one channel. I'd simply switch off the TV and sleep or read (Note to self: Read More..) or just day dream. No Bollywood for me.
And this nasty thing called Life with a wicked sense of humor, hands me a job that's all about Bollywood. Why did I pick it? I am a Sagittarian. I am hopelessly optimistic. I am looking forward to a near future when I'd be working only on Hollywood movies instead. If that doesn't happen, this job is not for me. We'll see about that in the days to come.
For now, I am glad. Life seems to be going fine. I am greedy. I want to learn so many new things. In a year's time, I want everything mediocre to end. And only greatness to prevail. Mediocre is no fun. I want this, that, those and... everything.
In the list of my sins, I am moving Greed to first position. Next is Gluttony, inevitably.
As cheesy as it may sound, love is a beautiful feeling. It completely messes up with your mind, logic and reason. And still manages to make you feel effing proud of losing sense. It's nice to let an emotion take over, sometimes. Afterall, It's not everyday that you fall in love.
If my child one day comes to me and talks deeply stupidly about a person they are in love with, I'd give him/her my blessing. I don't care about forever. Nothing is forever. What's now is what really counts.
The more I know, the more I question. Few years ago I would have accepted just about anything. But today, I am the strongest woman I know of. There's no telling me what to do or how to do it. I'll do it if and when I want to.
Aol was one of the bestest things that's ever happened to me. It's what I am today. Aol had to end. Six months ago. But I have no qualms. It was beautiful while it lasted and has left behind a lingering pleasant feel. Time to explore the next chance life is offering.
You know that feeling. The one that makes you helpless. When you're entire world seems to be crumbling down in front of your eyes and you are tied up with invisible ropes. Can't move. Can't do anything. Can't turn wrong to right?
I know that feeling.
Don't go away from me life. Come back to me. Soonly soon.
6 years of work life later I still have saved no money. Absolutely nothing. But the money has bought me so many things, so many memories, some happiness - I think it's time to save some. So that gandhiji can continue to make me very happy, materialistically happy!
Whoever said money can't buy you happiness, was clearly too rich. I think money can buy happiness! *iphone, MacBook Pro, three days in NYC, two weeks in Dubai, etc etc*
I was in Nashville, TN - United States, for three beautiful weeks of dreams coming true. I loved my business + vacation trip. There's something about that country that is so fascinating, I fell for it I must confess. I stayed at Lowes Vanderbilt, a pretty hotel. How I miss the GPS saying 'take right for Lowes Vanderbilt'. I miss the in-house restaurant, the delicious food and the nice people there. More about TN and my short but amazing stint at NYC later. Let's talk about pancakes.
I love pancakes. I loved my days when it started with a stack of those delicious miracles bathed with a generous dollop of orange marmalade. I hate maple syrup. Its sticky, yucky and unnecessarily sweet. So you will not read much about it from here. Me no like it. Period.
Southerners in the US have a habit of frying everything. They even have fried Snicker bars. I am against fried stuff. I think you now can understand why Pancakes were my saving grace. Everytime I looked at my breakfast plate, I'd grin ear to ear.
I've established my love for pancakes, haven't I? So, I got back to India and kept missing it. Day in and out. I had to try making it at home. To feel that goodness again!
Try I did. And it came out just the way I love it - Easy to make, Not too sweet, very soft and filled with goodness.
Do you want the recipe? Here you go:
Maida - 1-1/2 cup (or Wheat Flour)
Sugar - 4 tbsp (Taste one Pancake and add more if required)
Unsalted Butter - one Tbsp full (Melt it)
Eggs - 2
Milk - 1/2 cup
Baking Soda - One Pinch
Salt - One Pinch
Vanilla Essence - Two drops
Bananas & Strawberries - As much as you please
This recipe makes about 7-8 pancakes.
- Beat two eggs, add sugar. Ideal would be Castor Sugar I hear but I used normal granulated sugar. Beat more.
- In another bowl, sieve maida, salt and baking soda
- Add the maida mix to the egg in three parts, alternating with milk. Keep beating in one direction until the batter is free of lumps.
- Add Vanilla essence and stir
- Leave the mix unattended for 10-15 mins.
- Heat pan at the lowest possible heat for few mins. Pour batter and let it spread by itself. Wait for a few minutes and the pancake will rise.
- Once risen, use a spatula to pick the pancake and turn it so that the other side can be cooked as well. Both sides put together it will take only 5 minutes to cook. Taste and add more sugar if necessary. Make more.
- Your ultra soft, yummy pancakes are ready.
For the topping:
- Dice bananas to small pieces. In a pan throw in some butter and then the bananas. Let the two snuggle a little bit and take it off.
- Dice strawberries to your liking.
Pancakes are generally dry and would go best with some kind of syrup or butter. Maple syrup, if you like it. Orange marmalade is my favorite. Just plain butter will be good as well. Your call really. Maida is not the best for anybody's health. So you could try this with Atta if you are the kind that's too conscious.