Christmas at home

Oh gosh ! Doesn't it look beautiful ? I am so thrilled to have put up the first christmas tree at home. My daughters are so happy, but the idea is by Srini. I hope that the tree will become bigger and bigger in the years to come as we start collecting more danglings.

Cooking is my way !

Cooking, for me, is a passion. And it is passionate perfection, too. Even if I am preparing a dish for the first time, I would go to great ends to make the dish come out extraordinarily well. And that too, if cooking is done with love for the loved ones at home, it really shows in the dishes u prepare. It shows in the way the food is eaten - finger licking good. I love all these emotions that go thru me - happy and singing while cooking, the snug satisfaction while inspecting the garnished dish, the proud way it is being served on table, the happiness on the face of my loved ones, the greedy looks asking for more - oh, what better way to be happy, satisfied, proud all at the same time.
I think I am really gifted to have got this knack of learning a dish, if I see it being prepared. I can remember the ingredients and the way the dish takes shape. And I revel in the feeling when I recreate the same dish at home.
Previously, I used to invent myself in our south indian cooking styles. But as the days r changing and my girls r demanding, I've also learnt to make burgers, pizzas, cakes, cookies, noodles ... the list is endless. The perfection process continues in all these dishes too.

Now a days cooking has one more hat to don, other than helping in filling stomachs. Its a superb stress buster. My husband, Srini, whose work pressures are very high, tries to cook on weekends, to relieve himself from the heavy work loads. Put it as THERAPEUTIC, people will be more interested in cooking.
But I dont like being in the kitchen for long hours. Decide the menu, be prepared with the ingredients, just go into the kitchen and create magic.
mmmmmm.... I want to bake cookies today, what do u want to cook?

What is ur dream ?

The life cycle of my DREAM -
18 yrs - I feel on top of the world, as I had finished my Diploma course as a topper, best student of the year, got a job offer even before my diploma certificate - is there anything else I want? Nope, I am too happy with the way life was leading me. I sincerely hope to complete my engg graduation in 2 years time. My life's ambition now is to join with software giant, MICROSOFT. Not a bad goal, right ?

19 yrs - Applied for engg graduation. I've to free myself from the work pressure and go and attend the evening classes - but alas, not one class happens. I am disappointed at myself for not taking the classes seriously. The exams come and go, without me in it. Next year, I'll surely do it.

20 yrs - I can actually put a ditto here - for I failed with myself for not completing my graduation. I punished myself hard, but no vain.

21 yrs - The job is boring - rather I want to do something else - this is not what I wanted in life. The graduation part not happening, I wanted to change job or do something irrational (exaggeration) in my life. I fell ill, which is the reason I chose to resign from job.

23 yrs - Change of job. Now into a software company, I thought I'll realise my dream - MICROSOFT. I kept working hard, learning all the possible things on the way. I was happy with the way things were happening.

24 yrs - What is this ? Here comes my Prince on a horse and just carries me away !!! I am engaged and married within a matter of 6 months. Now what happens to my dream? Am I happy to have found a good partner in life or am I sad that my dream has taken a side seat now ? Dream on hold, for now.

26 yrs - Mother of two girls, resigned from job as there is no full-time support at home. OK, where is my dream ? I have left it somewhere in my suitcase, during the process of motherhood. Don't lose ur dream - I am telling myself - u can pursue it when the girls r big enough.

27 - 30 yrs - In a feeble attempt to protect my dream or actually the person I was when I was working, I did a lot of things. To keep my mind from wandering into nonsense jungle that surrounds us, I did a lot of things - glass paintings, stitching to name a few. I didn't want lose ME- the person I wanted to be, when I was young.

31 yrs - Very tough year in my life - I was left alone to handle my girls, my ailing mil - my hubby was in another city as he couldn't get a transfer. I've cried so many lonely nights - whats happening to my life ? I am so and so for lot of people, but I am not what I wanted to do.

I am searching for the suitcase which had my dream - but the suitcase itself is missing.

32 yrs to till now - I am now in Hyd - away from my dream suitcase now. I feel free to do something else with my life. I've changed in the process of shifting, I feel. Actually the change has happened all along, which I was unable to see. This change is what makes u a family person, first. The priorities in life have gone for a total revamp. My dream suitcase is in the loft of my brain, safely secured. The suitcase has done its job - it has kept me going in times of despair - in maintaining my sanity and now its gone to its proper place. My daughters are my dream now. Their dreams are my vision, my goal. I am striving very hard to assist them in whatever they do - GOD, LET MY GIRLS ACHIEVE THEIR DREAMS.

Found my long lost friends !

I am on the net, 8.30am, in the site of bsnl chennai enquiry. Trying to locate a phone no is no big deal, using the bsnl enquiry, if u know a name or address. But without knowing both name or address, I am desperately looking into all the names and phone nos, which might resemble my need of the hour.
Let me clear the cloud. I am looking out for my friends, Janaki and Meenakshi, with whom I've spent many a wonderful day, while all of us were schooling at Childrens Garden School, Mylapore. I just remember their house too well - a two storeyed house - joint family - two brothers occupying the two floors. I can go to their house even now, I remember its exact location, the bus route - so many things, except the house no. The street name is vaguely coming back to memory, but is that enough to search for them on the net ? GOD help me.
Now, I cannot search in my friend's name, for they'll be married and gone to their own houses. So what's my friends' father's name ? I search my entire memory, in vain.
OK, next option, search for some house no and the street name, which i think is right.
Now, I've a big list in my screen, from which I just cant decide on which number should I call.
First I was confused - then I focussed my brain and decided on a few names which sounded like Hindu names.
Now, the first call - one uncle answered telling me he was quite new to that area. He cannot be the person I am looking for, as my friends are in that house of their own since the 1980s, as far as I know.
Second,third, fourth call - disappointment - they dont know anybody called Janaki or Meenakshi.
Dear GOD, Will I find them ? Actually, I am having this passionate urge to talk with them for quite sometime, and its only today I've actually made an effort.
Fifth call - BINGO ! The person who answered was Janaki's father, who was quite helpful and gave me the mobile nos of my friends.
And when I called Meenakshi, she was stunned, surprised, happy - exactly returning my feelings. And Janaki, she just couldn't believe its me, but was very very happy. And now we decide to KEEP IN TOUCH. It matters a lot, as u get older.