Friday, 29 May 2015

# Kesari pak

I am that type of girl who will enter into the kitchen only to EAT something. Due to the all the nagging from my family that "You are going to get married ","What will you cook for your husband?", "You are going to ruin our family name"," what will your mother-in-law will say"," No you are not going live on maggi and omelette forever" and then one day I decided to enter into the kitchen to get rid of all the fuss around me, this time not to eat but to COOK.

I switched on the TV to try something from the cooking shows. Oh Its Ratatouille, the animated movie in which a rat can not only cook but also it will become a chef. Ahh ! what a timing I said to myself. I watched the entire movie and was fully inspired. If a rat can cook why can't I ?. I got ready as if I am going to a war. Apron check. Gloves check. Tissues check. Mobile check. I entered into the kitchen. I shifted to selfie mode. I stood in front of the stove, took 5 selfies in different angles and expressions. Now what should I cook. My mind suggested many names. Chicken ?. No ! It's my favourite dish. Veg biryani ? No. Something more practical for me.


This is it ! I am going to cook kesari. I opened Google and typed 'How to make kesari' . I got the recipe. I followed the steps. The real part of struggle comes while mixing everything at the end.  But even in the midst of this, I managed to take 10 more selfies . The final part when it is ready and to be served, I looked at it very closely to figure out what exactly it came out. It's less like kesari and more like mysorepak. I would name this kesaripak. I served those kesaripaks to my family. Again two more selfies. I awaited for their response. Firstly, they are so happy that I entered into the kitchen to cook and though they struggled a bit to cut it and eat, they liked it. Then I tasted, It's not bad. Well I can't expect a master chef taste in my 1st first tempt. I am happy that I got a lot of praises and a lot of selfies too.
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Wednesday, 20 May 2015

S3: "I am not married but I have a daughter"

I  am Armaan singh. I can say I have been born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Everything worked out so easily for me. From the time I woke up I have someone to  arrange my breakfast, to polish my shoes, to take me to different places, in my own car. Usually after completing graduation, people wait for companies to hire them but in my case, a company  is waiting for me for takeover. Everything was planned in advance for me. But I didn't find the utmost satisfaction in all this. I wanted something more.

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Saturday, 16 May 2015

P3: In the Woods....

In the woods,
he started running in a pursuit

sometimes its
dark and scary
sometimes its
warm and soothing

sometimes
chased by the vicious creatures
shattered by the cacophonous winds
sometimes
ditched by the paths he chose

sometimes
he felt disdain
sometimes
he felt contentment

sometimes
the alluring leaves and enticing branches seized him to run
but he was obstinate

sometimes
he sow the seeds in his way
sometimes
he sweep the weeds in his way

after miles and miles
he is terribly gasping, perspiring

and finally
he heard the sounds of peace and triumph
finally
he met himself
finally

the catterpillar in the cocoon became a wondrous butterfly.
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P2: I WOULD say.......

I won't say
U will never tumble on your way
I would say
I'll catch you and lift you up

I won't say
U will never break down into pieces
I would say
I'll glue things and mend you back

I won't say
U will never get afraid of this catastrophic and gloomy darkness
I would say
I'll brighten this world and shoo off the darkness

I won't say
U will never get stuck in this perplexing maze
I would say
I'll be empathetic and compassionate

I won't say
I am not able to see the innermost soul of you
I will say
I want you to concede the truer you

I want you
To be crude
To be unembellished
To be the real YOU




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P1: A Hope......

The wounds that never heal
The memories that never fade
The drama that never ends
The pain that never dies
The tears that never stop
The people that never come back
The time that never changes

Now I am surviving 
I am fighting fears

And there will come
a day
an hour
a minute
a second

That 
The wounds will turn into scars
The memories will turn into stories
The pain will turn into joy
The tears will turn into smiles
The people will be replaced

Then I will be living
I will be spreading happiness
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S2: "The Little Pilot"


Ashwin (Ashu) is a 17 year old teenager. His dad is a millionaire. He gets anything at his finger tips at anytime. They live in a mansion and he has his own personal caretaker Tom to look after him. He is a very curious, ardent and a typical egghead. He completely nails all the science fairs. He is so obsessed with aeronautics. He has his own lab and a library with over hundreds of books.

Ashu is short with bouncy hair covering his entire forehead and fair complexion.

One day in his lab, ashu was trying to come up with the concept of invisibility cloak using prisms but failed and broke the prisms. Sometimes he lit up the curtains and sometimes he create floods in his lab. Tom always look after ashu, whatever ashu asks, he provides him in a minute. Tom never have any expressions on his face, he always carry only one expression which is neither happy nor sad. The next day, ashu created colourful spots in the aquarium with the concept of 3-D screens using colloidal solutions. He had many flying things in his room. He attach wings and make things fly using a remote controller.

They had their own helicopter. Ashu's dad knows his obsession with aircraft and always keep him away from the helicopter.

Few days later, when ashu's dad was out of the town, he silently hopped  into the helicopter. Tom also entered and sat silently. Tom never stops him from doing anything.

Ashu was checking and pressing the switches, suddenly the helicopter jerked back and unknowingly he pressed the start button. Tom, with the same expression on his face silently put on the seat belt. Ashu somehow managed to drive and handle it, but he don't know how to stop and how to land it. They travelled so far, they are running out of fuel and somehow he tried to get it close to the ground. But Suddenly he hit a tree and it landed with a speed into the sand. Luckily, nothing happened to them. There was smoke all around and hardly anything is visible but they managed to get down the helicopter.  

"Where are we? ", he asked tom.

"I think this is an island", Tom said with the same expression.

Ashu is now totally scared, they landed on an island, ran out of fuel and he don't know how to get back before his dad returns home.

"What to do now, tom", he said putting his hands on the knees.

Tom didn't replied. He turned back but tom was not there.

He got scared to death. He shouted "Tom! Tom !".

Suddenly tom came out of the bushes carrying some fruits in his hand.

"Where did you went ? You scared me ", he yelled.

"Fruits time", tom replied and gave him fruits.

Ashu  opened his eyes widely and  gulped some fruits with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly there was a sound from the bushes. Ashu stood in position with all ears and an apple in his right hand ready to throw.

A man came from bushes. He covered himself with leaves. Ashu suddenly threw an apple at him.

"Hey ! Hey, Don't do that, I won't do any harm ", the man shouted.

"Who are you", ashu asked with another fruit in his hand.

"I am sooraj , I  got stuck in this island since a week. My helicopter got damaged, I landed here in a parachute. My dress got torn and have nothing to wear, so wearing these leaves, there is no one in this island and I almost lose hope to see my home again and finally I saw you both. Please help me to return and I am so sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you".

"It's ok ! I am sorry ".

"But I don't know how to go back. We ran out of fuel and something got broke when we hit a tree", ashu replied disheartened.

"Fuel ? I think I can fix this out", sooraj said and ran into the bushes.

Ashu kept figuring out what is damaged.

Tom made an umbrella with leaves and collected some more fruits.

Sooraj came running from the bushes with a coconut shell and some liquid in it.

"Try  this out ! I think it works".

Sooraj told Tom the place and asked him to bring more. Mean while sooraj and ashu were trying to fix the helicopter. Tom kept bringing more and more. They refilled the tank and tried to start it.

Luckily it got started immediately and the trio were in ecstasy at that moment.

Sooraj changed his dress which Tom gave him and they flew back home. They dropped sooraj at his home. He was so happy and he hugged them so tightly.

Ashu and Tom returned to their mansion even before their dad and everything turned normal.
 This taste of the little adventure had always remained extra-special  and remarkable in their dairies of life.


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