* I am incapable of dealing with: Noise, educated adults who refuse to think, men who talk rubbish and blame it on alcohol, hair in food and lizards.
* I like the one-on-one time that I spend with certain people. It helps me build relationships. I hate it when those people try to mix my worlds.
* I like biking because it's something I can do by myself. I can be away from people and there is nothing like exploring a place on a bicycle.
* I'm in love with Robert Plant's voice and I wish that someday a guy (who spells properly) would sing/dedicate Thank You to me.
* "Letting go" is probably one of the simplest things I can do.
* If you have touched my life in any way, chances are that no matter what you do in the future, I will still remember the good times and smile.
* Summer is far more likable than any other season.
* The sibling and I have extremely different tastes and takes on life but we share one of the healthiest relationships I have ever known. It perhaps is the most special too.
* Thank heavens I have an ear for music. It is one of the few things that will stick with me.
* I'm often described as quirky, crazy, weird and I'm grateful that my parents just let me be.
* Teaching makes me wanna burst with happiness.
* I cannot bear to see paper cut crookedly.
* I'm pretty useless when it comes to small talk. But I can manage to be pleasant.
* I want to live for today, I want to roll in the hay.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
The Weekend
A blog that I follow piqued my interest. It was something that I found myself doing on Friday night.
I had the evening to myself after a long time. I knew I had to do something productive. Besides, the choco chips had been lying in the fridge for a while. So I decided to get my hands messy with flour and butter. And it's rather tempting when you have new recipes staring at you... almost asking you "Don't you want to know how I would turn out?"
So there I was... measuring, mixing, smoothing, greasing... and finally the batter was ready. The baking tin went into the oven and my wait began. Every few minutes I would peek into the little window to see the batter bake and rise. It all seemed fine. Finally the timer went off. I pulled the tin out and enjoyed the chocolate-y whiff that filled the room. My wet knife went in and came out as sticky as ever! The darn thing hadn't baked completely! Not one to be disheartened easily (or so I thought), I put it right back in, adjusted the settings and waited again. "Ding" went the timer. This time the top was a deep, dark brown and the sides seemed baked. Hope at last. In went the knife.... and the stickiness persisted. At this point I felt like dumping the stuff in the trash can. The mater intervened and used all her experience to bake my mixture. And we were partly successful. Partly because it was supposed to be a batch of choco chip brownies that I was baking but it turned out to be a gooey, sticky, fudge-y chocolate cake which was much appreciated. A friend described it as heavenly and I accepted the compliment gracefully.
Next on the list is a chocolate ganache pie. Let's see how that comes out :)
I had the evening to myself after a long time. I knew I had to do something productive. Besides, the choco chips had been lying in the fridge for a while. So I decided to get my hands messy with flour and butter. And it's rather tempting when you have new recipes staring at you... almost asking you "Don't you want to know how I would turn out?"
So there I was... measuring, mixing, smoothing, greasing... and finally the batter was ready. The baking tin went into the oven and my wait began. Every few minutes I would peek into the little window to see the batter bake and rise. It all seemed fine. Finally the timer went off. I pulled the tin out and enjoyed the chocolate-y whiff that filled the room. My wet knife went in and came out as sticky as ever! The darn thing hadn't baked completely! Not one to be disheartened easily (or so I thought), I put it right back in, adjusted the settings and waited again. "Ding" went the timer. This time the top was a deep, dark brown and the sides seemed baked. Hope at last. In went the knife.... and the stickiness persisted. At this point I felt like dumping the stuff in the trash can. The mater intervened and used all her experience to bake my mixture. And we were partly successful. Partly because it was supposed to be a batch of choco chip brownies that I was baking but it turned out to be a gooey, sticky, fudge-y chocolate cake which was much appreciated. A friend described it as heavenly and I accepted the compliment gracefully.
Next on the list is a chocolate ganache pie. Let's see how that comes out :)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
It is meaningful because...
...it drives my bad mood away. Huffin' and puffin' up the slope only leads to an exhilarating ride down and nothing, I repeat, NOTHING can beat that feeling. It makes the alcoholic high seem blah and Runner's high takes a backseat. The beauty lies in the fact that you just have to keep going. It may almost kill you, make your legs numb and walk all wobbly but there's an unparalleled sense of achievement when you go that extra kilometer.
It...undoubtedly..is all about the bike!
It...undoubtedly..is all about the bike!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I don't know if it is just me or there actually is too much love in the air for anyone to handle. Every where I turn, I only see pink hearts and mush. People are getting married, celebrating anniversaries, putting up photographs with their better halves yada yada.... Gets the machinery going in my head.
Single and unavailable. That's how I described myself for the last I-don't-know-how-many years. There was just something so powerful about the phrase. It felt good to just not belong to anyone. Yes, there were periods of drama but my indifference finally won (phew!) and life went on. Till I figured something wasn't okay.
Emotionally Dead. I couldn't get myself to care about another person. That is to say that I would be nice, courteous, helpful but that was it. I didn't treasure any memories or emotions when my day ended. Any signs of a guy acting strange or obsessive would set off the alarms and all I could tell myself is: Put your sneakers on and runnnn!. So much so, I held on firmly to my belief that people are annoying and the lesser I have to do with them, the better it was for me. And with that, I murdered my social life. But now the times they are a-changin'
I'm learning to be more open to new people. No, I'm not a snob. Just that I'm always at one end of the spectrum. I can't ever find a balance but hey, I'm trying! and the truth is..... it feels good. They say that this is the age that women sub-consciously start pairing themselves with men... something like picking the best of the lot. Maybe it's true, I don't know but at least I'm sure that I am finally going with the flow and making a sincere attempt to stop being judgmental. Some things stay... Some I can compromise on...
A song that I heard this evening put me in a really good mood. It's gonna be a fun year. I can feel it in my fingers, toes, bones, in the air
Maybe the "un" bit from my tag is finally falling off :)
Single and unavailable. That's how I described myself for the last I-don't-know-how-many years. There was just something so powerful about the phrase. It felt good to just not belong to anyone. Yes, there were periods of drama but my indifference finally won (phew!) and life went on. Till I figured something wasn't okay.
Emotionally Dead. I couldn't get myself to care about another person. That is to say that I would be nice, courteous, helpful but that was it. I didn't treasure any memories or emotions when my day ended. Any signs of a guy acting strange or obsessive would set off the alarms and all I could tell myself is: Put your sneakers on and runnnn!. So much so, I held on firmly to my belief that people are annoying and the lesser I have to do with them, the better it was for me. And with that, I murdered my social life. But now the times they are a-changin'
I'm learning to be more open to new people. No, I'm not a snob. Just that I'm always at one end of the spectrum. I can't ever find a balance but hey, I'm trying! and the truth is..... it feels good. They say that this is the age that women sub-consciously start pairing themselves with men... something like picking the best of the lot. Maybe it's true, I don't know but at least I'm sure that I am finally going with the flow and making a sincere attempt to stop being judgmental. Some things stay... Some I can compromise on...
A song that I heard this evening put me in a really good mood. It's gonna be a fun year. I can feel it in my fingers, toes, bones, in the air
Maybe the "un" bit from my tag is finally falling off :)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
On My Playlist
Just a couple of songs that are on repeat mode...
You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling - The Righteous Brothers
It's called the Top Gun effect. Waitaminut. It's the Watching-Top Gun-on-a-fancy-home-theatre-system-effect. Every time I listen to it, I picture Lt. Pete Mitchell and *swoon* Men in Uniform... we'll talk about that later... Back to the song now. It's lovely and makes me want to bring back that lovin' feeling.
Vincent - Don McLean
At any point of time if your life has had a moment where you were completely blown away by Vincent van Gogh's art, you'll delve, swirl, roll in the beauty of this song. I think a post card I received has something to do with my current obsession with Vincent.
Desperado, Ol' 55 - The Eagles
Just so that I can sing along with them when they play live :)
Dhobi Ghat Theme
As I was falling in love with the movie, I realised that the music had a huge part to play in making me feel that way. Subtle, fluid, melancholic and makes you sink into a pool of emotions.
The Pink Panther Theme
Henri Mancini, I bow down to you :)
Anyone Else But You - The Moldy Peaches
A personal favourite. The strumming, lyrics, the picture it paints - All perfect for a bright summer's day... or perhaps just any day.
Adhoore
A song from Break Ke Baad. I like the beat and it's my recent pick-me-up song
And of course:
Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin
An absolute masterpiece. This is how I end my day. Soaking in every word, feeling every note under my skin. My head is humming and it won't go. Thank heavens for that...
You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling - The Righteous Brothers
It's called the Top Gun effect. Waitaminut. It's the Watching-Top Gun-on-a-fancy-home-theatre-system-effect. Every time I listen to it, I picture Lt. Pete Mitchell and *swoon* Men in Uniform... we'll talk about that later... Back to the song now. It's lovely and makes me want to bring back that lovin' feeling.
Vincent - Don McLean
At any point of time if your life has had a moment where you were completely blown away by Vincent van Gogh's art, you'll delve, swirl, roll in the beauty of this song. I think a post card I received has something to do with my current obsession with Vincent.
Desperado, Ol' 55 - The Eagles
Just so that I can sing along with them when they play live :)
Dhobi Ghat Theme
As I was falling in love with the movie, I realised that the music had a huge part to play in making me feel that way. Subtle, fluid, melancholic and makes you sink into a pool of emotions.
The Pink Panther Theme
Henri Mancini, I bow down to you :)
Anyone Else But You - The Moldy Peaches
A personal favourite. The strumming, lyrics, the picture it paints - All perfect for a bright summer's day... or perhaps just any day.
Adhoore
A song from Break Ke Baad. I like the beat and it's my recent pick-me-up song
And of course:
Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin
An absolute masterpiece. This is how I end my day. Soaking in every word, feeling every note under my skin. My head is humming and it won't go. Thank heavens for that...
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Art of Living.
Every picture has a story behind it. This one had the kids in the lead. They continue to be some kind of wonderful :)
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