Monthly Archives: August 2017

Kitchen lessons- Part 1

Well well well.. cooking is something I dread. Few years ago I’d never ever make a statement like this.. From where I belong I’ve never heard any girl say ‘I don’t like cooking’.. because a statement like that would make the community question your mother as to what sort of upbringing she gave her daughter. But when life hits you, ‘cooking’ and ‘I don’t like cooking’ are two different things.. it’s like saying ‘ I don’t like walking’ but you still have to walk.. life leaves you with no choice..

Coming to the lesson, I set my mind on making South Indian kerala style beef roast.. after doing the basics and adding in the right amount of spices and dicing the beef so small I let it cook.. (I’m a well known YouTube follower atleast for recipes) but in this case the lady didn’t mention how long I had to cook the beef.. so half way through I checked on the beef. The colour wasn’t right yet I braved to taste it and voila.. nope.. ‘another unsuccessful cooking episode’ I thought to myself.. I sighed and prayed ‘Lord, give me some magic powder please…’. I stirred the beef just to notice it was burnt already.. I was at the verge of crying especially since I was going to serve food to my father-in-law for the first time ever… this is the last thing I wanted.. I tasted the now burnt beef to see how to fix it and……..
My goodness, surprise awaited me… my tastebuds danced in joy..! It was so close to being perfect.. I was over the moon no doubt and that’s when the bulb in me lit up.. I was preparing beef roast so I had to roast it.. simple. what was I thinking all this while..?!?!

Food for thought: So aren’t we all like this..? I mean, aren’t we ourselves like the beef roast I was trying to prepare..? We keep ourselves on minimal or mid flame, we are talented in some way or the other, we are potential, we are creative, we can definitely do better but we stick to our comfort zone, we never try to push ourself to be at high flame where it requires taking risks.. and we sulk, we become stagnant.. and the rest of our lives we are just there doing our jobs thinking what went wrong or where we went wrong.. we keep praying to God for making our lives better but hasn’t he done his part already by blessing us with opportunities, with talents, with potential..? Isn’t it upto us to use it the right way at the right time..?!?!

Meanwhile I just turned up the flame and according to me.. ‘let the beef burn’.. that was the best decision ever.. my FIL definitely returned home with a happy stomach..

After all kitchen isn’t a bad place… 🤔🙂 I just have to learn to play with the flames (:


Iam not my religion

Iam not my religion..
How many times do I say this
How many people do I say this to
And how many people have told the same..?
Let me repeat.. Iam not my religion..

Iam the soul that has endured pain
In the soul that rejoices in little things
I’m the soul that cares and loves
I’m the soul that causes no harm
Iam the places that I’ve been to
I’m the people that I have spoken to
Iam my own experiences.. Iam me

If you can only see me if I cover my hair and change for your blood..
I’m sorry..
If you can converse with me only if I am dressed like one of you..
I’m sorry..
If you can accept me only if I say your creators name..
I’m sorry..

I’m sorry only because you are so blind..
I’m sorry that your religion doesn’t talk about love and acceptance..
I’m sorry I loved one among you and still accepted every bit of him
I’m sorry I’ve been so accommodating of it all..

What Iam not sorry about is my soul, my very being.
Let me just remind you..
there are so many of you..
Under those covered masks, with a heart half as pure as mine..
But if you think they will still get to paradise.. because they wear a scarf..