love and shoes

Suddenly, love overtakes me. On a Monday morning, that too!

i suspect that i am the kind who finds perverse pleasure in seeking troubled waters. When calm weather prevails, i feel the need to stir the waters to whip up a storm. i have stopped trying to understand the warped way my mind works – some things need to remain shrouded in mystery. i think i go out of my way to court trouble, just so to test if i can survive another one of life’s jokes. Sometimes i get tired of myself – of this constant need to ruminate on the purpose of life, of trying to figure out the meaning of my existence blah blah and more blah blah. Sometimes i wish to be ordinary – ordinary in the sense that i would be contend with what i have and long for whatever it is that other people long for – gold, house, car blah blah . In a way, i am unattached to most things – sometimes even the books i seemingly cannot survive without. i feel like a freak at times.

Now, you ask, where does love comes into this? Sometimes, i feel like i want to flee from love – the many atrocities it inflicts on hearts fickle enough to succumb to its charm. Sometimes, i don’t want to be loved or love –i just want to stare at some spot on the ceiling and pretend i am thinking when all my mind does is tune out everything and dance to some tune of its own.

And sometimes, i am overwhelmed by love – to love and love till i am purged of this feeling. Do we have a finite amount of love assigned to us – one day, we would find we are out of love? Sometimes, as i read and he sleeps with his arm thrown around me; when he reaches out for me in his sleep, i feel the love ooze out like lava from a long suppressed vent (i know, my metaphors are as warped as i!).

One such day is today. i was so overwhelmed with love that i polished his shoes for him – i don’t know who was more surprised – me or him.

help.....

So much for my resolve! They announced the Dumb Charades event. And i just could not resist though i cannot act to save my ass. But i am good at guessing. So there. Lets see kya gul khilate he hum! hmmm...

Still in office trying to test the final code for the release. Need to kick this habit of last-minute everything.

Help me! The code is not working. And i want to go home. boo hoo

tough choice

i cannot decide which is more exciting - seducing or getting seduced.

update -- recipe--

Well, first, the result of the antakshri. If you knew me as well as my sister does, you would have understood by now. i called her up one hour after the event and before i could tell her, she told me she knew i have mot won anything just from the fact that i did not call up right after it got over! Umm…A creature who would leave no chance to blow her trumpets, if i had done well, it would have been blogged right after the event. We came second last! And got three CDs of AR Rehman to remind me of it till i die or till i smash those CDs. Before you snicker, well, we did good. It was just that the other teams were better than us. And the prelude round did us in. i can remember lyrics but if somebody plays 4 seconds of prelude and ask me to identify the song, i go something like “Duh”. And there was the round where they showed us a picture and we were supposed to identify the song. The twist being that they blurred or cut off the identifying factor! So we were supposed to identify the Taal rain song with just Ash’s ankle showing in the picture. And there was another one with Ash’s midriff – the kaajra rey song. The other teams did well. Just proves that they spend more time watching V, MTV and the other music channels instead of Travel& Living, Discovery or BBC. Grapes are sour…

This is hopefully the last time i would fool myself into thinking that i can win everything!

Life is going good. After all the whining i did last week! Just goes to show that silver linings are still in fashion.

The new flat is almost ready. The flooring is complete. We went to check out the cooking range. Boy, are they expensive. But i dream of a kitchen where i can bake, grill, dish out all the delicacies. Talking of cooking, i prepared panang chicken curry yesterday. And it turned out yummy. It is so easy to prepare – all you need is panang paste which you can pick up at any supermarket, coconut milk and the meat. i didn’t use canned coconut milk – made it on my own. If you are pressed for time but still want to whip up something exotic, try this dish. Too bad i did not take any picture.

The recipe is actually a mixture of all the recipes i found online. All the recipes i found called for fish sauce, lemon grass and kafir lime leaves. i omitted all these from my recipe for the simple reason that I could not lay my hands on these ingredients.

Meat of your choice – (i chose chicken) 600 gms – the original recipe called for 400 gms but i hate cooking anything less than ½ kg!!
Coconut milk – 2 cups (if you have the time and patience, make it on your own)
Panang curry paste – 3 teaspoons
Sugar – 1 teaspoon (Adjust according to taste)
Salt – To taste

Fry the meat in vegetable oil till it is almost done. Drain and keep aside
Heat 1 cup of coconut milk. When it starts to simmer, add the panang curry paste. Let the mixture thicken. Now add the meat. Mix well. Add the remaining 1 cup of coconut milk, sugar and salt. Let it cook till it thickens. I added grated coconut left over after making the milk. And as an afterthought, I added sliced tomatoes and green chillies – just to stick to my character of never being able to stick to the original recipe! Garnish with chopped coriander. And viola, your panang chicken curry is ready. Try it. You would not be disappointed.

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Am having big moths (butterflies are too beautiful to be inside anyone’s anatomy) in my stomach. The antakshri competition. Such is my confidence that i am sure we would be the team with the lowest score. i am have been trying to remember songs – like yesterday night, seeing me stare at the ceiling mumbling something, he asked me “are you trying to remember songs?’. i am so sure we are going to lose. i know old songs but am at a complete loss when it comes to the new ones. i am so out of touch – like a dinosaur. Which begs the question why i decided to participate in the first place. Because i am a sadist.