Monthly Archives: February 2014

Taste that reminds of home

The challenge is one thing that I cannot cook without. I would say its salt. I cannot imagine any dish (other than sweets), which can be cooked without salt. There are 4 other things that I cannot cook without. They are:

– Turmeric
– Ginger
– garlic
– Coriander powder

These things provide the much needed flavour to any dish. Infact about salt it is said that life should have some amount of salt in it.

I cannot have excess of anything. Although I have a sweet tooth, I need my share of spice as well. The presence of salt enhances the effect all the vegetables and brings the much needed flavour. Turmeric gives the color to the dishes. These things are always used by my mother while cooking. Therefore their presence gives a homely touch to the food. The combination of the above ingredients gives an aroma that makes one really feel hungry at the end of the day. Therefore I can’t cook without the above things.

Cradle to home

My favourite poet is Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore. There is no feeling or emotion which he has not touched through his works. To even think that I can work like him is too much. His works always touched people.

courtesy: Wikipedia

Still based on today’s prompt, I am trying to think. If Tagore were to sit in a bus that is bringing software professionals home on a monday evening, how will he write:

As the day comes to an end, the colors of the sky change to a mild mix of orange and yellow. The twilight brings with itself the end of a working day. A monday evening for most is the day to prepare for the whole week’s work. Still for a mother its the time to go home and meet her children, for a wife its time to prepare for dinner at home and for a manager its time to sit for a weekly status call. As people come and sit in the bus, they look around and find most of their bus mates fast asleep. As the bus begins to move, it seems as if a cradle has started swinging slowly and like a child in the cradle every person begins to go to sleep. The bus passes through the office area and the market. In between it gets stuck in the traffic. The traffic noise does not affect anyone as most of them have earplugs on with songs running on their cellphones. Soon the bus the reaches the residential area. Here it stops every 5-10 minutes. Due to the breaks, every person starts waking up and gets down at his/her stop. Then they walk home yawning all the way.

The twilight gives way to the night. Everyone is at home giving finishing touches to their day’s work and preparing for the next day. The sleep of the bus hasn’t left their eyes which are just waiting to close down again. Thus a bus ride from workplace to home is like a cradle to home. I get the best sleep in bus. Let me know if you have had any other experience on the way home.

In a bus on friday evening…

Today we have become isolated, thanks to radio in our cell phones. Very few of us bother to hear the conversation going on around us while we are travelling in buses or trains. On seeing today’s prompt, I couldn’t hellp writing about this conversation somehow. This happened on my way home in the bus between a girl and a boy on a friday evening. From their conversation, it seemed they were working in the same project.

Girl: Finally the week is over.

Boy: Yes. I am so tired that I think I will doze off the moment I reach home.

Girl: I wish I could do the same but my roomie just loves to gossip.

Boy: Why do you listen? You can always go to sleep.

Girl: You don’t understand gossip is such a thing that I can’t resist. You must be having long sound sleep on weekends since you guys don’t gossip.

Boy: Not exactly. My roomie enjoys watching action movies on friday night. He generally gets the best of those and I can’t help watching them with him.

Girl: Then how do you manage dinner?

Boy: Oh we generally order pizza late night.

Girl: What about those calories?

Boy: Another roomie of mine is a footballer and he drags us for a game and thus we lose all that we put on. How do you manage those calories?

Girl: Oh my roomie loves to go for shopping and so we end up exploring a mall every weekend. Sometimes we also go for a movie. But then we walk a lot in the mall.

Boy: My stop has come. Have a nice weekend.

Girl: Same to you. See you on monday morning.

Generally people are on a holiday mood on Fridays. Therefore even if they plan to sleep the end up staying awake late. The best part of the conversation was both the boy and the girl stayed up late because of their roomies. Let me know if you happen to have the same experience.