Budding Chef...... Just the beginning...

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She: …….kya??? tu banayeso khaana woh sab khaare kya???
I : (proudly) haan….. kyun rey?? (our usual hyderabadi istyle)
She:sab log theek thak hai na???
I :haan…. abhe chup… bahut hua… main cooking mein utni buri bhi nahi hun… ek baar idhar aa, banayeso khaana kha.. tabh bol…
She:nahi rey.. abhi mera bura waqt nai aaya….

went on the conversation over the phone with one of my frnd… ya before getting married I knew cooking only rice (only in cooker), different shaped fat chapattis ( infact…. like papads), aalu curry and very salty sambhar. Bas… itna ich aata tha… haan kabhi kabhi solid cake bhi banaya karti thi…

But now it’s fully changed. I don’t believe that I cook good… and other members in my new family are happy abt it. Credit goes to my mother-in- law, she had taught me to cook most of the dishes. She has a lott of patience for a gal like me.. really, n she is friendly too man!!! Never expected that I wud get a good lady as my mom-in-law. She rarely pointed out my mistakes, (but I knew my faults) thus motivating me to cook better food. She has a mild nature. Her son i:e my husband points out the mistakes sometimes ( he is welcome for that ) ….
“No love… you shouldn’t add coriander leaves when the food is half cooked or at the beginning in oil… it shud always be at the end after the dish is fully cooked… shud always be used for garnishing the dish… else it gives a bitter taste…”, he had once said when he had seen my cooking ishtyle. Sometimes I feel he shud have been a chef… I wud had taken nice rest relishing all the continental food stuff he wud cook for me … ;-) m very selfish I know… hehehee..

Today I cooked chole for the 2nd time in my life (looking at the written recipe)… first time in my hometown. He takes a look at the kitchen and asks… “mom… wat special today???”. Mom is silent for me to reveal it.
“ Chole..”, I said…
“ so experimenting today??”
“ya… first on u….”
“veeru…. get ready and run out soon… we will go out and have our food…” , he tells to his younger bro.. mom and veeru laugh…
man…. my man is impossible…. never serious abt anything…. but I LOVE HIM…. he is more a friend than a husband as I had said earlier… eggjhaktly the kinda person I wanted for myself……

Missing my family

Day had been a bit dull today 'coz of the cold I have. Why wudnt i catch, i had an icecream on a very hot afternoon..

Tomorrow is Ugadi, one of the important festivals. Will be missing my family. The special fud, the mixed fruit juice... slurp.... :-)

Thinking of dad n mom.. I have some incidences which really make me miss them a lottttttt, they are nearly 600 kms far from me. :-(
Dad had always been strict... but during some circumstances, he would be more than a friend to me.

It once so happened that I met with an accident on my way back home (4 yrs back). A drunkard was coming opposite to me (was very near to me) when I was on my 2 wheeler... Wanted not to hurt him, so tuk a sudden turn, and the next second i saw myself skid with my vehicle, ditto like the skidding style of Hritik in Kaho na pyar hai.. when the villans will go to kill him.

Managed to shout a couple of words at the drunkard..... who danced away as if nothing had happened. How bad the feeling was.. my fav dress got damaged. Couple of ppl came to help me, one even asked whether he cud drop me to my home. "Its nearby", was all that i muttered to him. Somehow managed to reach home. My feet was badly hurt. Everyone in my home were shocked.

Weeping was all I cud do at that time. Dad was trying to calm me down. First aid was done by mom. Still kept on weeping. Dad knew my weakness. He immediately left his accounting work with tally, and went to the nearby bakery. He bought fooooooooooooooorrrrrrr biiiiiiiiiiigggggg pieces of chocolate cake :-p. My face was a sight to see. FORGOT THE PAIN FOR A MOMENT!!!!

"Dont give a single piece to anybody Preetu, have it all for yourself", was wat he said handing the bag to me. If I were alright and dad had said that sentence , I would readily had and finished it. But how cud I think abt it when my feet was bleeding???? Oh! how it hurt!!! But by seeing my dad do so much for me... the pain in my feet started fading!! Unforgettable moment. Really!!! Lucky to have a dad like him :-)
Recently he called me & asked,"Preetu, mom has made ur fav dish, shall I bring it for u?"
"What?", i asked surprised, "bring it for me? By travelling for 14 hours????". So sweet of him.....wanted to say that his words filled my stomach. :-)

Mommmm.... how can I stop telling abt her. I have troubled her a lott. But she maintains her cool. She knows... when her daughter is angry she will shout... afterwards gets calm. I still remember, the way she used to teach the rhymes to my younger sis. I was in the 4th Standard then. Mom doesnt know English, she is a kannada literate. She would ask me how to read a sentence of rhyme in english. After listening.. she wud write it in kannada... only the words i mean, not translating the poem from english to kannada. 'Coz of the studying interest she brought in my sisher, my sis is doing Engg E&CE. No doubt.. my sis is intelligent :-). After all... behen kiski hai??? :-D

I am missing my sisters too. How I used to wrestle with them... quarrel with them for silly reasons... but still I would enjoy all the hungama I would create for timepass (heheheh only sometimes).

I AM MISSING MY FAMILY...... mummmmmmyyyyyyyyy........... :-(