Saturday, 25 January 2020

*COMFORT FOOD*


After a happening day at work during the journey homeward, you start contemplating is this all what your going do? Is this life to you? You are strained and drained. I suggest you don't just hug the bed. Instead listen to what I do and hopefully see my view.

On such days, I rush like a school girl in her early days, towards my own cocoon of comfort, I head. When I reach home its comfort food that’s decided. You see what comfort food a process of de-stress. Where you do what you do with such involvement that you forget the past and stop worrying about the future, you just live in the moment!

First I take attendance of all the ingredients present. I plant every step for efficient execution. I don't dilute this process with music, TV or talking to anyone at all. You see this is my space! I start simultaneously with boiling water and cutting veggies. You see Pasta and cranberry juice is my comfort food. Yes, you heard it right nothing like excess sugar and carbs to make a sad day better.

The pan is the stage where I make the veggie dance, till they are perfectly made!
The most important being the sauce, should be prepared in the same pan so that the essence is not lost. As I stir my sauce vigorously, I am at liberty to imagine my boss.
As all is over, you add the sauce, veggies and pasta and toss it together. I keep the flame low so that they don't go cold.

At that moment I rush to get refresh and excited return take a big bowl empty half pan and juice in other hand. I head towards my spot. My favourite spot between the TV and the window, the cozy chair with my blanket already there. I sit comfortably, and take the first bite and I relish the smoothness and crunchiness of the sauce and veggie along with the flavour of cranberries. Lost I am to the world.

With every other bit I take, my happiness awake, finished now, I fall on earth and break.
Sated I am. And remember all the calls to catch on and obligatory tales to perform.
I feel re-energize, ready to take on the world, now revived!

Listen here friends,
When you’re tired, exhausted, drained.
Don't just simply sit and blame.
Do something that ignites your flame!!!


Sunday, 19 January 2020

" ME"


Born on a windy day,
I love the way, she messes my hair
To watch birds fly
Their grace, the ease and oh so high.

Born on warm night,
I choose the anxious heat over calm cold,
The warm hugs rather a cold stare
And hot coffee over cold anytime.

Born at the end of summer,
I love mangoes, melons and the mesmerizing nights
Filled with laughter and mischief
As we cousins unite.

Born before rains, you see
I love to cuddle by the window sill
To gaze as the drops dance for the beat
Of lighting and thunder and I wonder.. Something warm would be nice.

There is no explanation to this,
Being born is eligible enough, I guess
A bookworm I am.
The seasons change, everything re-arrange,
But a book always remains.