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Sitting at home has made me experimental.

I was never famous for dishing out delicacies at the drop of a hat but I sure can rustle up something when I’m in the mood (which is usually rare ๐Ÿ˜€ ) . Regular meals are not a problem, I think I fare pretty well in everyday-dishes.


(There’s always a B-U-T in my posts….I wonder why !! ๐Ÿ˜ )

I have a large convection oven and a regular sized microwave at my disposal. Since the day I landed here, the convection oven was calling out to me, begging me to use it. Well, almost! Because I really couldn’t figure out the controls which were rather dated (multiple dials on the dashboard ๐Ÿ™„ ). But (there I go again), since I had plenty of time on my hands and a large basket of oranges too sour to eat, I decided to try my hand at baking an upside-down cake.


Egged on by the kids who were tickled at the thought of their mom baking a cake in their presence, I got the ingredients together and started the process. The batter turned out much more than the capacity of my baking dish, so I divided it into two parts. One went into the convection oven and the other went into the microwave. As usual, the microwave cake turned out fluffy and yummy in 3 minutes flat!

As for the convection oven cake…this is what it turned out like :-

Upside-down cake

Upside-down cake

The picture didn’t turn out too good but the cake was devoured by the BF and the twins. They LOVED it ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

Now don’t ask me for the recipe because I never measure my ingredients. If its too thin, add the flour. If too thick, add milk (in this case, I squeezed a few oranges for a cup of juice. Used that in place of milk). That my motto! And yeah, I add a teaspoon and a half of baking powder irrespective of the amount of flour I use . The cakes turn out fine in each case ๐Ÿ˜

Next time around, I’ll try ย the pot-roast ๐Ÿ˜€ (Dream big, I say ๐Ÿ˜€ )

By the way, I still havent figured out the dials. The convection oven took more than 3 hours with what I think was the timer going off every 30 minutes. I googled a bit for some help but apparently, the oven’s just too old a model ๐Ÿ˜ฆ . Doesn’t matter though, I think with enough fidgeting I just might rustle up something good ๐Ÿ™‚ .

If I start now, I think I can get baked Penne ready for tomorrow’s breakfast ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

Gotta go then. Adios amigos ๐Ÿ™‚

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I’ve been cribbing about my job for ages now!
Its not as though I hate it (that would come as too strong). I like it. But thats just about it.
A long time back, when I was in college, I found out, to my utter delight that I’m a very outdoor-sy person. You know, the kinds who has to run about for chores – buy some stuff, pay the bills, get hold of an electrician, etc.
It is rather funny that a person who has difficulty sitting in one place for more than 15 minutes, choses to join a field where she has to sit in one place for hours at a stretch. There was a time when I would be sitting at my desk at 8 in the morning, just to get up at 12 for lunch. There was loads to do at work. I was glued to the seat and my eyes were glued to the monitor.
I still wonder what I was smoking to come to this career decision?!!

The week I started my first job, I moved into mom’s empty apartment and started staying all by myself (before that I lived in a PG). Staying alone during the early years of my job was an eye-opener. I had to do everything myself. In fact, I even learned to repair stuff without the need of a whine-y repairman. Simple stuff like iron-press or electric toaster were easily repaired by me. I figured out how to fit the tube light frames and the tubes. Bulbs were a piece of cake.
I enjoyed doing these things. I enjoyed them far more than the 9+ hours I spent at work and even then, those hours were saved because of the presence of some really precious friends.
It wasn’t as though the work was bad. It was good. It gave me a good salary. Heck, I was good at what I did.
But I’m still not happy doing it (Unmana, if you are reading this, let me tell you again how lucky you are). I mean, I’m happy when I get the message at the end of the month that salary has been credited. It helps me feel secure and confident. It helps to contribute towards the house and splurge on the kids. It helps to pay the loans.
But what it doesnt help is the emptiness. The rather vacant feeling of disinterest.
I can handle this job in my sleep. But that doesnt mean it lets me sleep easy.
The BF says I don’t set challenges for myself. I swear I tried. I tried to up the ante. But what use is it to build the tower when the foundation is shaky?
I’ve been asking around lately. Asking for opinion on what others think I can do. Because for the love of God I can’t put my finger down on even a single thing I’m good at ๐Ÿ˜ . I dabble in loads of stuff, suffering from the typical jack-of-all-and-master-of-none syndrome ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
Of all the suggestions put forth by friends and relatives, the one given by the BF stands closest to what I believeย  in myself.
He said I should apply to be a proof reader.
Yes. I should be that person who picks out faults. The born critic. Thats the Libran in me.
The minute he said it, I knew this is what I wanna do!!
Darling BF!! He was so bang on!! Obviously, my pointing out mistakes in books to him while I’m reading, had something to do with it. The best part is that it comes naturally to me. Picking faults, I mean. Even when I’m busy reading a part of my brain goes in a tangent checking out the spellings or the grammar. I’ve listed both kinds of errors in books by reputed publications!!
I SO want to be that person who goes over what other people write (before getting published) and get paid for it ๐Ÿ˜€
So the good people out there…..help me out.
Please let me know where to start. How to start. What kind of qualifications are needed. What I need to do to get started. Any pointer will help.
Heck! If you become a famous author, I might just proof read your books for free!!
Please bite the bait ๐Ÿ˜€
(Just ignore the mistakes in this post. I’m rather excited, over-the-top and I have tons of work to finish before the weekend. Moreover, no one’s gonna pay you in case you do pick out the faults ๐Ÿ˜€ . He he!! I’m mean ๐Ÿ˜‰ )


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I’m a girl.

I read.

Which works very well for me. But then there areย a hundred other women out there, achievers, home-makers, career-women, who do NOT read. I don’t grudge them. Whatever rocks their boat is fine with me. Which is why, when I read articles like the one below, I’m flummoxed. More than 80% of the text applies to me. And yet, I can’t help feel slightly uncomfortable at the judgemental tone of it all. I know so many awe-inspiring women who have no interest in books. Does that make them bad dates?? Are they not worthy of someone’s time and affection?

I think it is very difficult to handle a compulsive reader if the other partner is a non-reader. I know. I read voraciously, whereasย the only thing the BF can read are mounds of official documents. Hand him a novel and see him shudder. Talk about fiction and he looks like Alice of Wonderland. He has no idea who Vikram Seth is ๐Ÿ™„

It does not make our relationship easier. On more counts than one, I’ve been accused of living in fantasy land and assuming that all the wrongs would right themselves. He’s right. I’m guilty of it. And because he’s the rooted in reality type, I’m still connected to the real world. Else I would have drifted off ages ago. He’s my anchor, and not the other way round.

What I say above applies to me alone. I’m not categorizing or generalizing the reading-women populaceย here. I’ve met some awesome people and friends because of our common love for books and for that I’m grateful. It is similar to a cricket-loving guy being attracted to a group of other cricket-lovers. This does not mean that they are better than other non-cricketers? Does it?

Anyhow, do read the piece “Date a girl who reads.”

I didn’t have words to express why exactly I was peeved with this write-up. I thought of putting down my thoughts , but the words eluded me.

And then, someone else felt the same. And came up with this brilliant post ๐Ÿ™‚

Do read it folks. Its hilarious , without being mean (just a tad. But with the right amount of spice ๐Ÿ˜€ )

Am still grinning ๐Ÿ˜€


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Mehendi on the palms

If you are an Indian AND a woman, chances are, you would share the same sentiment that I have towards mehendi.

That ridiculously slimy, but heavenly smelling leaf which transforms the palms into a canvas. And me into an artist.

I love applying mehendi on hands. Any one’s. Give me a mehendi cone and an empty palm, and I’m transported into pure bliss for the nest few minutes ๐Ÿ™‚ . I’m no great artist,but I do like some of these that I had applied :-


Mehendi for Bag's on her wedding

Mehendi for Bags on her wedding


Mehendi....no occasion. Just like that :)

Mehendi....no occasion. Just like that ๐Ÿ™‚

I know so many girls who are awfully talented, applying a handful of design within minutes. I’m not so lucky. The wedding mehendi you see up there, well that took me near about , the WHOLE day!!! I performed a little better when I did her feet the next morning :-

Mehendi on the feet

Mehendi on the feet


What helped ,was the fact that bags was ultra tired of sitting in one place and begged me to limit the design to just the feet (the design is usually extended till mid-calves).

Since it was the first (and LAST) time that I had applied a ‘wedding mehendi’, I’m proud of my efforts. I really couldn’t get myself to repeat the feat. Good friends, BFS and BFC insist that I should apply the mehendi on their wedding. But I really dont want to ruin their special day ๐Ÿ™‚ . They deserve someone better!!

Having kids sure has restrained me from pursuing my hobbies. I know I love my kids with all my heart. But there are times when I really miss these small things I did….sometimes, just for myself. That special “Me” time……!

All I can do now , is eagerly wait and see if RS shows the least bit of interest in applying mehendi. If not, no issues. I’ll just practise and get the right design for her wedding. I have plenty of time to perfectย that ๐Ÿ™‚

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