Monday, June 8, 2015

Sensible Scenting

I was standing at a book stall going through the titles when an acrid scent distracted the concentration. A person who just entered the store was the source. Strong odour gives me a headache. I just wanted to go out.

Maybe some get inspired by the publicities of the products and try to imitate their way of applying. The subtle smells of jasmine and sandal are the one I am used to. Modern day scents are difficult to identify. The way it is applied looks like spraying of pesticide to keep people at bay. 

Friday, May 15, 2015

Library!



Second year of workshop for B Ed. We were asked to make a presentation of library along with some drawings of furniture in library. Me being very poor in drawing did this to hide the flaws. 

Friday, May 1, 2015

Stay Cool with this Summer Drink

Two days back I made a drink with raw mangoes. It is called 'Aam Ka Panna'. It has good cooling effect. I decided to share the recipe with my cousins through whatsapp. While sending, the phone edited it without my notice and sent it as 'Sam Ka Panna'. This type of mistake happens when the smart phone considers itself smarter than us.


Coming back to aam ka panna, it is an Indian drink which has heat resistant properties. It prevents the loss of sodium and iron from body due to excessive sweating. It is considered to be a tonic too. Here is how I made it. 

Cook 3 small raw mangoes in a pressure cooker for 3-4 whistles. Once cool, squeeze out the pulp and grind it in a blender or hand blend it. Add four glasses of cold water and strain. Add sugar as required, rock salt (I used ordinary salt) cumin (jeera) powder and if needed a little pepper powder. Some add mint leaves to it. The refreshing drink is ready. 

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Reminiscing While Whatsapping!

In the beginning the world was small. It consisted human's family and community. Communication was through gestures and symbols.The boundless talents of man developed the world and he discovered a huge universe. There were many ways to communicate. Then came the web which connected the world. It made the huge world small with communities and groups and people started chatting again with symbols and gestures.
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Friday, March 13, 2015

Time Travelling





Far from the maddening crowd, into the tranquillity of rural life it looked like the legendary spatial concept of time travelling. Here life moves slow, relaxed and looks ancient. The green field, the ox ploughing the field and the farmer in typical village attire lured us to stop en route and click some pics.



Tuesday, October 28, 2014

The Bird and the Cyclone

What a contradiction! The similarities they have are: 1. Name, 2. Eye. Cyclone has an eye, so do birds and the name is Hudhud.

Hudhud the cyclone appalled as well as perplexed everyone with havoc and its name. Why Hudhud? Is it the hood of the snake or a gaberdine? Sounded eerie. I searched the net. To my surprise I found that it is a harmless, tiny bird. Named by Oman, the cyclone was no way near the birdie, which is also the national bird of Israel. I also learnt that the cyclones are already named and the Asian countries take turn to name the successive cyclones in this region.

                                                              The Bird
                                 

List of the names of Cyclones in the past, present and future


Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Monsoon Delayed!

                                                               I hear the cry,
                                                               In mornings dry,
                                                               Near my kitchen,
                                                               Piercing into my ears,
                                                               I care not to listen,
                                                               As I've to hasten,


                                                                  Till one day,
                                                                  It rattled my home,
                                                                  I step out to probe,
                                                                  Nestled on a tree,
                                                                  The hornbill wails,
                                                                  Rain, where art thou?

Two days back I spotted the grey Indian hornbill at my back yard. As a child I had heard of stories and songs about this bird waiting for rain as it cannot drink water. They open their mouth to the rain and quench thirst. I lived in a very beautiful village in Kerala before coming to the city after marriage. All those years I never spotted a hornbill at my childhood home. It was a pleasure seeing this bird at the backyard where the migratory birds and other varieties flock. I did a research on this bird and found out that it never drinks water. Here, the monsoon is delayed and along with the hornbill we too are waiting desperately for rain.