Besan Ka Cheela INGREDIENTS 1 cup besan 1 cup water 2 tsp salt 1 tsp chilli powder 1 tsp ajwain green chillies- finely chopped to taste � cup methi leaves- finely chopped 4 tsp oil for frying the chelas METHODAnd we have finally decided to go to Bellum caves this weekend.. so yehawwww... is going to be a big group... ( which I am usually wary of) but I am sure its going to be fun.. will be back with lots of photographs hopefully.. till then toodleee doooo.. Had a great time meeting Jessica for Lunch.. had taken her to St Marks Hotel for the buffet spread.. still licking my fingers... glutton that I am... Bhapa Maach, Sea food Biryani, Chicken in red wine, Soya Paneer, Tonnes of Salad and desserts... I am a content soul... SIGH Am totally into ... Rufus Wainwright and Maria Mckee... yipeee... A blogger friend Jo from Thrissur has put up his song through his audio blog. The song is in malayalam... and he has got an absolutely wonderful voice... you must check this out ... click on the audio blog widget and play... Awesome Jo.. you must put your songs some more... Hmmmm what else... yep... updated Shotz
- Mix all the ingredients, except oil, to a thick pouring consistency, adding the water a little at a time. Leave to rest for 15-20 minutes.
- Heat a tbsp or so of oil in a frying pan, then pour it off into a container.
- Keeping the heat high pour some batter in the center of the pan, spreading it out a little.
- Lower the heat and let cook till the edges brown a little and can be lifted easily.
- Dribble a little oil around it, turning the pan so the oil goes under the cheela.
- Flip it over to cook slightly on the other side and before serving it with a green chutney.
July 27, 2005
Just when you think that things are limping back to normal after the Gujarat floods.. mother nature decides to show her fury and along with it brings in more tragedy... My prayers are with the victims of the ONGC tragedy in Mumbai.. Thank God the city of Mumbai is coming back to normal.. Heard friends were cooped in the office and the rations were also getting over.. since food was also not available. Flood prone areas in the North East seem to have an ominous.. forecast... Hopefully all is well ... when we do go home.. Reminds me of the time when we had the choice to stay in the office with diminishing water and food supplies or walk some 25 kms back home amidst a burning city... when Rajkumar the Kannada actor was kidnapped.... we decided to walk.. I still remember how we braved the walk... some 7 of us... and through the burning bikes and tyres... trembling at the look of hatred in the face of a suddenly appearing crowd from nowhere who were hell bent in wreaking havoc and destruction and all for what.. for somebody's personal mistake... Violence never pays and it is scary to think how the villagers nearby are used to spread the same just because its convenient.. BRR .. anyway dont want to talk about it.. never liked this area of thought.. these eyes have seen enough to hanker for the peace of the mountains.. where life is always so simple... sometimes I think... it would have been so good to be in a place free of technology... it would have been so nice to have the old world charm where telephone was a rarity and the social life was all the more active... and one had a good enough idea of the people who lived near you.. there was more human interaction which is getting close to NIL now. It is all online.. some of it is good but where is the human touch... Today it was encouraging to see a write up on hybrid cars in the Times.... given the rising gasoline prices.. it makes sense for the Indian market to start selling this genre of cars.. And here is a blog on the same subject if you are interested ... Here is a history of how Hybrid Cars came into being... And yes if you are in the mood to have some pakoda shakoda.. just because its raining.. and you are home watching the rain... you can check this recipe out.. I for one can only think about it right now... but given the weather.... oooooooo I would love some hot tea and pakodas...
Posted by Pallavi at 7/27/2005 11:10:00 PM
July 26, 2005
The clouds are bringing in the rains.. I manage just to avoid the rain but cannot avoid getting drenched alighting from the auto and then rushing back to office... DRAT.. makes me want to go home.. The AC inside the office just freezing my hand to numbness.. Have a jacket on to cover me but how do type with steadily cooling fingers... The sandman playing tricks with me and I feel like .... zzzzzzzzz... START...zzzzzzzzzz To fight the sandman ... I vehemently decide to blog... and read some blogs.. Listening to Lifehouse, Eve 6, The Calling , Switchfoot, Linking Park, Sarah McLachlan, Kelly Clarkson, Dido and Train.... to shoo away sleep dowsed time of the day... Adult Alternative channel in Yahoo Launch rocks ... buhahahah THANKS A LOT JustZen..I have downloaded the songs.. They rock... cannot say how nice it is to listen to something new... Ahhhh there comes the guy with the coffee... blissssssss... A small tip thrown and a ride that was supposed to be for a couple of guys has turned to a huge .. trip now.. well now we are riding to Chikmanagalur / Muliangiri ghats... will do Bellum Caves at a later time... Try this and this if you want to check some interesting aspect to Photography... And here rambles on my Tooosday...
Posted by Pallavi at 7/26/2005 03:11:00 AM
July 24, 2005
F1 race brought about an interesting watch.. Wanted so badly for Raikkonen to win but his typical bad luck ran him down with a rear locked wheels just when he was leading the race.... Legends Of the Rock pub in Koramangala, is pretty cool... nothing fancy but cool.. We watched the race there .. and also ended up getting T shirts and Caps and a 5 Litre beer... buhahahah !! If you are interested in Live music or playing the guitar.. visitLegends of the Rock on Tuesdays.. Also there are information of Acoustic guitar lessons.. so if anyone is interested ... please check that pub out ... Lance Armstrong had his seventh win... it was awesome watching him go.. Ullrich did his best but I guess he has to wait till the next race.. I think he is a great achiever.. going by his life..
If scripted by Hollywood, the story would be dismissed as trite melodrama: A deadly disease strikes a promising athlete. Despite desperately thin odds, he manages not only to beat the affliction but also to return to the sport and win its top prize. Unbelievable, except it�s true. But the story doesn�t end on the finish line at the Tour de France. His experience made him a part of a cancer community, and motivated him to unleash the same passion and drive he does in bike races to the fight against cancer. Since he made history in 1999, he has won the tour 4 more times, and has become one of the most recognizable and admired people of this era. Read more.All that wash and jazzing up the Jeep and the bike.... Pooooh no use... it rained immediately afterward... all that exhaustion for nuts... boo hoo... Great meeting Jessica who is in town... the blog world is getting smaller and smaller.. Upgraded my phone... yehawwww... I have a new toy.. i have a new toy... yipeeee.... Except I have this screensaver of Sharukh and Sachin playing in the screen.. which I cannot seem to turn off.. YUCK..... Watched DUS... my take... I AM LOST... I have to watch it again preferably in the theatre.. if it is still running.. What made them make this movie... Editing of the movie was great... though and I liked the cinematography... rest was a HAZE.... An exhibition for camera quipment is going on in Whitefield.. you can check it out if you want. Two more weeks before my trip to the mountains... yehawwwww.... Looking forward to meeting my folks and friends.. and yeah its good to connect to my roots.. Rocks has a new hobby: Collecting all the junk from his bike from the service station after his bike is serviced and spreading the love around in the house... EGAAAAHHHH !! Till now we have a broken brake shoe.. some @%^@# which he uses as a paper weight... yesterday he proudly carried his old silencer home.. which looked like Arnold S.. with the shoulder gun... Its like he is honoring his bike by keeping all the old used and damaged parts... somebody tell me why ??? He gave me a very good reason... of reusing it again... now.... if this thing is damaged why will we reuse it... AHEM.... I was like GAWK... but left him to his collection.. we will very soon need another room only for his discarded bike parts.... EGADDDD.... anybody... anybody give me good reason... NO ROCKS you are not supposed to comment here.... :) And a new week has dawn... Ta daaa
Posted by Pallavi at 7/24/2005 10:20:00 PM
July 20, 2005
My calender says : If you find the door to success closed ... dont give up... try the window... How quirky can this be ? and yet if you think about it... it makes a lot of sense... :) Listening to Strings... are the guys hot or what... they have a nice jukebox on their website playing their songs.. awesome... Also been listening to Talvin Singh... I think I am floored ... :) Till later... am caught up now... typically.. will get back as soon as I uncatch myself out of this mesh... that is work... toodle doo .. . I loved this recipe of Roasted Marmalade Ham.. what a combo..... I think I lurveee marmalade... heheh I am blogging from in between docs... tee hee !!! Conversation: A: There are no this one on your this one ? ( go Figure ) B: Silence ( till "this one" has been categorised) Pet Peeve: Imitation is DEFINITELY not the best form of flattery... its like looking at a bad hair day reflection of myself... YUCCCKKKK !!! Where has originality gone ? Traffic cops who just when you reached your turning... force you to go straight ... which is just the road you want to avoid.... GRRRRR
Posted by Pallavi at 7/20/2005 02:56:00 AM
July 17, 2005
And as I made this resolution.. of watching movies.. I was joined in the conspiracy by Rocks ... who agreed to take me out on a movie date... and my sweets also got the tickets buhahaha ! !! we usually go in for current booking and rarely for advanced booking... so it was a treat.. Saturday... it was raining cats and dogs and it was a right time to sit for a movie... That was time for Fantastic Four... Let me tell you in the beginning that I am a super heroes fan.. I love Superman, Batman stories and had a huge collection of Marvel comics back home.. So Fantastic Four was like another comic turning to visual reality when i was watching it.. The movie is a great one with all the chitty bangs that goes into making a comic flick... and more.. I loved the characters and the script was also well written.. I thought... The point is that its a light film and the graphics were well displayed... and all in all its like your comic come alive in screen... if you like comics.. you will enjoy this movie.. nothing much to think here... good overcomes evil.. and well there a dollop of romance thrown in too... so heck go for it if you liked X- Men, Batman, etc type of movies... Well now this is a movie I was looking forward too.... Given the fact that I enjoyed most of Ram Gopal Varma's movies.. here we were expecting something good. I personally had my own reservations.. because I was kind of disappointed after watching D- the Company.. The only saving grace of that movie was the excellent performance of Randeep Hooda... So with my fingers crossed... we went for Sarkar. And I .... LOVED it... Its a beautifully made movie... After Company this is the best movie he has made... and this movie is an excellent example of how inspiration can excel your creative juices given the chance.. It was good to see the first writing in the movie where he gives the credit to Godfather. It definitely takes courage to do that... and yet to be frank he made a different movie.. All I could see from Godfather was the lighting and the sequences.. of expressions.. .thats it.. the rest was taken over by the story and the plot. I loved the camera angles and the way the characters were portrayed. There are many South Indian actors who have been introduced here.. which looks good.. :) The whole film concentrated on being Subtle. That is the key word of the movie.. The gory shots were well handled... Amitabh excelled again... ( this proves again and again that actors like Sharukh and Salman have to go a looong way... ) Abhishek was a pale shoadow of his father in the beginning of the movie.. but then his character takes predominance in the movie... showing to the audience how well he can handle himself and yes there is something about genes.. too... ( I may be biased but I am a Great fan of the Bacchan males LOL) ... Its all about expressions.. and this has been played upon well.. some scenes were intense just because of the expressions.. and it said more than words could say... And yes the women in the movie though silent most of the time.. also created an impact.. in their own way... If you have watched D, you will see the same old faces here in the movie again in different roles... but they all had their part to play to make the movie good... No songs... no timepass.. just reels and reels of plot. And thats what I like in a movie.. It definitely will put you in the edge of your seat.. and the key element of surprise has been played upon very well by the director... a good way to spread the plot I must say... So what are you waiting for.. if you have not watched it yet go for it... and yep... do not go in a song and dance mood... please... you will find the movie boring.. go in a sombre mood and you will get exactly what your brain wanted.... :) *********************************************************************** On a lighter side... Karen Anand's pasta sauce is the best way to whip up a great pasta in minutes.. Our new neighbor has a black labrador with whom I am trying to make friends... but neighbor uncleis jealous of his dog making friends with anybody... BLURRRBBBB * poking my tongue out to him* PVR cinemas is a definitely NO NO on weekends for people like me who do not book tickets in advance.... Boo hoo....Seems like the whole Bangalore is out to watch movies there... SIGH... Aqua.. thanks for the lovely dinner... it was great to see you again.. the momos were heavenly.. :) Gearing up for a ride trip ... yehawwwwwww !!!! Heights of accessorizing : Came to work wearing two watches in the same hand... GAWK.. how did I manage to do that... and typically have this habit of waving my hands while talking... so you can imagine how it looked like.. Thankfully ( thanks Amit for correcting me) I had full sleeves on.. EEEPSS.. Okay I am also known to go through the whole day with one earring in my ear... SIGH.. so this is I guess a natural addition to my list of eccentricities..
Posted by Pallavi at 7/17/2005 10:36:00 PM
July 15, 2005
have a nice weekend !! I am in the middle of a looooong post... Nostalgia knocking at my door again... so I am going to upload it once I am done... Planning to watch Dus, Sarkar and War of the Worlds... along with Fantastic Four.. How am Igoing to manage this ?? Well I have to wait and watch... ;) And I have opened a new blog on my thoughts on Spirituality and Life.. I would like to emphasise that these are purely my thoughts and have no intention of influencing or supporting or disregarding any religion..or concepts ... This blog is based on my personal experiences and takes on an analystic view.. of life in general... Actually was a little shy to share this part of myself but what the heck... I thought might as well.. :) You are welcome to drop your words of wisdom.. :) and yeah enjoy life... as it comes...
Posted by Pallavi at 7/15/2005 05:55:00 AM
July 13, 2005
That makes someone make such a beautiful movie on a broadway show called Phantom of the Opera.. Just watched it and I really wish I was there to see the live show.. It cost around $ 95 million. Is that money or is that money.... the only flamboyant Indian movie that could come near was Roop Ki Raani Choro ki Raja.. with all that dramatics and was the most expensive film that was made during that time... suffice it to say that it was as big a flop as the budget.. That makes Lance Armstrong go more than 600 metres cycle up the mountain... and win the yellow jersey for the Tour de France.... It was amazing watching the cyclists give their best shots and push through the difficult climb... if you see the the route it seems impossible but there you are.... It is his last race and may the best man win... That finally makes National Award winners finally worth a glance ... Page 3 has won the best film and rightly so.. it was a very interesting film though I thought that Black would be a good contender for the award... but I guess the jury is willing to get bitten by reality.... That made them choose Saif as the best Actor... well surprise surprise... he is a good actor though many a times pushed behind the focus... That puts up Aishwarya Rai as the Best Actress... when Kannada movie actress Thara also was announced as Best Actress.. somebody come CLEAN... Heloooo !!
Posted by Pallavi at 7/13/2005 11:24:00 AM
I have been hammered with memories of my teenhood.. hence these posts... its a result of talking to my old pals... and all came back like a fresh spring breeze.. . This part of Jil Chronicles will muse about the art of proposing... Well to be very honest .. being a brash and hot tempered tomboy who was nicknamed 90 degrees Farenheit in the neighborhood.. ... I was pretty sure I put off the guys who were anyways up for just a good time.. and I was happy with stolen glances but that was not for the world to know...tee hee Shillong was a small town and every teen seemed to be under a microscope... we all know who was proposing to whom and like any other teen group we all had our giggly secrets and gossip.. St Edmunds had the smartest guys without doubt and well as for the girls there was always a fight between St Mary's Convent ( where yours truly studied) and Loretto Convent and Pine Mount.. We all vied with each other for the attention of the ever smart Edmundians... LOL.. It was okay if an Edmundian left a St Mary's gal for another St Mary's gal but it was not okay if he went to the enemy ground that was Loretto's. So anyway amidst this war of the schools.. and adoloscent flittergibbies... Jil was discovering a lot of things about herself... when the gang was changing boyfriends which was like totally *Sufi*.. Jil though was a thoroughbred romantic.. and believed in tall dark handsome men.. who would carry her off to a forever land.. where love would be the solution to everything... ( which she chewed on it herself though) She realised that she was attracting all the wrong sort of guys with her I-care-a-damn attitude.. and here goes a list of the wierd adventures of proposing acts to Jil... to such an extent that her mom and aunt was worried that something was wrong with her... LOL Part I The Baker... There was this bakery like the Ayengar bakery where the baker sold some bread and cakes for the localites.. The baker came to the newspapershop in opposite his shop and often used to spend time there.. I was a regular at the newspaper shop since on my way from school I had to pick up stuff for home.. I noticed that they used to whisper when I stepped in for my regular Telegraph paper and magazine.. I had a good rapport with the newspaper wallah a nice gentleman who used to lend me some good books and magazines and I would do anything for that .. :) acting nice was nothing.... One day it so happened that there was only the baker who was there and he was quite a handsome and winsome lad and a tad mature... and too old for wee 'ol me.. I went and asked him for the paper as usual since no one was there and he gave me the paper in a slow motion.. I was like Heloooo ... but did not say anything since ... I did not know him ( Obviously) It seems that was the moment he decided to fall for me ( I got all this update later on from the newspaper shop keeper) Anyway.. so the saga of him waiting for me to come and take newspaper and him making sure that the newspaper was given to me by him started..I definitely suspected something wierd going on but did not bother much.. Then came by birthday... on May 31st. He became eager to bake a cake.. and he by this time had befriended my friend who used to accompany me while coming back from school and was his regular customer for buying breads... By this time I had an inkling of what was going on but I decided to ignore it.. .. and let my mom pick up the newspaper without telling her why I refused to do this... One fine day... The newspaper shop guy told mom that there was a mail for me .. and I had to read it ,.. it was urgent. Mom unsuspectingly told.. me about it.. My aunt who was also there was curious too.. now me and my aunt .. are always partners in crime.. she is more of an elder sis to me.. so we all found a letter inside and excitedly opened it... my aunt and mom were more excited than me which was wierd... hahaha Lo and behold was a love letter .. uniquely composed of all popular songs and hand drawn pigeons... ( man this guy was creative !!) It had all the songs that I loved.. and some more... Started with something like Chaudavi ka Chand... and then went on to Kabootar jaja ..ja... and then Chandni tu meri Chandni... sau bar janam lenge... and it went on and on.. I was again.. thinking how could one waste time like this.. ( my pea brained mind did not comprehend the emotion of love and the creativity with which the letter was written.. as yet) I was affronted and a little but flattered that the guy in question went to so much trouble... LOL.. Then my aunt started teasing me... "good for you Jil.. we will all have free cakes for our lives.. and told her sister to marry me off... and rolled on the floor with mirth... then when she regained normality.. she seriously told me why was it that the guys after me were so wierd and why was there no knight in shining armor falling for me.. To that I was like GAWK... who wanted a knight in shining armor ? She was a young thing too... and a romantic... so she kept teasing me... I felt like tearing my hair apart.... grrrr ... I went and mouthed an earful to the newspaper guy... how dare you and that too to my mom. he was considerably chastised but he put the blame on the said guy who was nowhere to be seen... but I told him to give that guy the message that I WAS NOT INTERESTED... Not to be beaten... The baker decided that on my birthday he would bake a cake and distribute it to the whole neighborhood of shops thus proclaiming his love.. for Pallavi.) I was GAWK..... Luckily this was relayed to me by my friend S who was taking deep pleasure in this... I was horrified and did not know what to do... I was switching between giving him a big WHACK on his head or making a big scene thus giving him an earful for such fancies.. the confused rebellious tom boy teen that I was... I was totally stumped... If I make a scene... I shall be anyway... be grounded by dad and will be in public eye If I give him a whack.. same result ,.. what if he whacks me back If I talked to him nicely... HECK what would I talk ? I plotted with my friends and since my friend S was so maliciously enjoying my dilemma, I called her and told her to go and tell him that if he does anything such as giving cake or something.. I would slowly and surely break each and every part of his shop one by one.. and would raise hell.. Hahahah !! now to think of it .. it was so hilarious.. at that time it was definitely very embarassing.. So my birthday came and went and he made a cake surely but quietly gave it to S with a heartbroken smile.. I told S to give it back.. He distributed it among his friends to show his part in my special day... I secretly thought that was cute of that person.. But then heck.... Anyways... so then after a while when he realised that this would not work.. that while lasted for some 6 frustating months of being stared at... being smiled at... being mooned at... EWWWW.. That was that for me... made me terribly nervous.. So finally he decided to marry a nice girl from HYD and made sure that I knew that he was marrying but only because I was not interested in him but he would love me forever and ever and all that .... BRRRR... He also made sure that he told his wife on the wedding night... that his heart would always be with this girl called Pallavi from Shillong and only his body would be hers... EWWWW.... ( after the newspaper shop guy... grimly told me this story... ) well i did not know what to say.. but was mighty glad that he was married and off my back... Part II - The Stalker... Coming soon
Posted by Pallavi at 7/13/2005 05:57:00 AM
July 12, 2005
I was reading Handa's blog where he finally talked to his crush.. and it reminded me of the paras from the poem.. Yarrow Unvisited by Wordsworth. `Be Yarrow stream unseen, unknown; It must, or we shall rue it: We have a vision of our own, Ah! why should we undo it? The treasured dreams of times long past, We`ll keep them, winsome Marrow! For when we`re there, although `tis fair, `Twill be another Yarrow! What is it about crushes that make it so poignant and makes your heart beat aflutter.. Whether it is the boy next door.. or that someone who just makes eye contact and there seems to be bird chirping a sweet song.. thus making you see colors of a beautiful rainbow.. a vision of your own where everything is perfect and made for you.. .just the way you want it and the cupids conspire to help you out too... and you do not want to know what lies on the other side.. you are just happy in your imaginary Utopia... SIGH Till you actually are jolted into reality which is so remnant of the para from Yarrow Visited...by Wordsworth. And is this - Yarrow? - This the stream Of which my fancy cherish`d So faithfully, a waking dream, An image that hath perish`d? O that some minstrel`s harp were near To utter notes of gladness And chase this silence from the air, That fills my heart with sadness. Flashback to Standard 8 and a stumbling clumsy just-discovered-boys Jil... Returning from school was always a great event for me during this time since there was this absolutely adorable and smart guy who lived near by school and we happened to cross each others path.. very frequently.. We would be happy making eye contact and let it be.. I was too gawky and tom boyish to admit that I was smitten but there I was smitten to the core... DROOL.. till our friends came to know about it and well the charm was getting to be a little tedious.. because now we had friends looking out for each other... Still those stolen glances.. and the moment we would pass each other by the road would be like thunder and lightning bouncing off us... Well it was our moment and there was definitely clapping going on with both hands... LOL ... Life was bliss... Interval.... ( My most embarassing moment in life.. and my best performance as a pseudo actress) Someone came and told me that his sister was our Senior ##$#@$ and he had a girlfriend... Double @%#^@#@ but heck I was okay and had a sadistic pleasure seeing him waiting.. opposite our classroom which faced their terrace.. or meeting him on the road when no one was looking... what timing.. we automatically or rather he automatically coordinated our passing-by each-other sessions very carefully... You can imagine.. it was the talk of the class... and well.. it did not last long.. There is a small flutter in the senior class too and well as you can imagine.. the sister.. goes ahead and has a talk with the guy... and he totally denies it... She then marches to my class during recess and has a talk with me... making it the most embarassing moment of my teen life...
She: Hi, how are you .. I am R and I just wanted to talk to you.. Me (Nervous and trapped like a deer in the glare of a truck light) : yes.. hi.. ( a little reticent.. and respectful since she was a senior By now one by one my friends have deserted me and I am surrounded by her pals.. watching the fun..) She: Hmm (with a sly smile) so you are after my brother ( Heck... how did that happen.. it he who started it all ) ... yeah I know he must be acting up with you too... and Well you know I am okay with it .. But when I asked him about it .. he denied the whole thing and said that he did not know any Pallavi... he also has a girlfriend.. who is my best friend... ( she was very pretty and was right there some distance away.. where was my hole.. to go and hide myself..) ( PHUTTTT .. my teen bubble burst... a little and I was watching my heart being broken into tiny pieces.. for the rejection.. though I understood later that he was in an awkward position of having a girl and making eyes at someone else.. .LOLOL his sister was duly worried.. at her philanderous brother's antics...) Me (Squirming and trying to come up with a very good way to shut her up) : yeah but who told you that I was interested in your brother ? She: Well I have friends too you see ( smiling slyly again) Me (this time had to come with an answer fast) : Well I know your bro .. but heck we meet so many people.. and yeah friends tease I guess.. and for your information I already have a guy ( That was a BIG lie) She (catching on to my lie and deciding to take my trip...) : Yeah !! and who is he ? Me (with red flaming cheeks and ears.. try to sport an attitude..) : Well back in Delhi ( I never saw Delhi in my life till then.. just had relatives... she thought the blush was because of the guy... man could I act..) She (a little confused) : oh ok then i am sorry... but I still wish to tell you that he already has a.... ( yeah how many times will she rub it in ? ) Me( getting warm to the lie and wanting a stop to this ) : hey R look yaar.. i think I am going to marry the chosen guy soon and its been all arranged from childhood ( YEAH right !! Hindi movie scene cut and a lot of Mills and Boons feedback on the brain...) and well things are serious between our parents and so I could not think about another guy forget about your brother.. I am not allowed to.. you see... ( very shyly) .. . and I really like this guy of mine... She (a little unsure now) : Oh ok .. chill man.. it was nice to talk to you.. errr... I think this is a misunderstanding.. .... TING goes the bell.. Me (relieved to bits and know what saved by the bell means..) : Oh there is the bell.. we start our classes now.. if you please excuse me..( pretending to be very busy with books and pens .. ) She (very friendly now) : Sure sure... bye ...Me totally feeling like loser and cursing my friends who had suddenly appeared and looked desperately for a HOLE to bury myself in... LOLOL I was 13 and all that soap ( we had only Buniyaad and Hum Log running then on TV) was too much for me to take... But if you think that this dampened our quota of stolen glances.. you can think again.... Being teenagers... rebelling against something comes automatically.. so stolen glances and chemistry of passing each other by continued but more discreetly of course... !!! buhhaahah !!! TILL ONE DAY....... WE ALL GREW UP....
Posted by Pallavi at 7/12/2005 03:14:00 AM
July 10, 2005
Flashback to the days when we were in school .. looking forward to the holidays.. .skipping to her house.. when it was feasible... she lived on the other side of the hill.. Giggling about no good reason at all.. even when a pencil drops.. A determined Leo to the core.. always wanted to get the best of the world... But with a dashing sense of humor which made us get along so well.. Accepting our strengths and weakness without any questions.. today she is a successful business woman Walking back from tutions and laughing at all things funny .... and feeling good to share that laughter... fall over ourselves at things ... just for the heck of it.. Concetrating on finding the digestive system of the fish for the bio practicals.. cutting cockroaches together... Her coming and telling me all excited about being selected as a beauty queen ... in her engineering college.. Sharing clothes.. having a stint in the hostel together.. her trying to diplomatically keep me away from the girl that I did not much liked... As teenagers, a tryst with a guy whom we named Black and White because he used to always be in Black and White and well the oddest conversation I remember her having with him... when he was trying to woo her.. was
Me walking some distance from her letting her talk to this guy actually nugded her to it.. She to him : what did you do today ? ( for the sake of making conversation) He to her : nothing much.. I made Maggie. She : OH how did you make Maggie ? Umm I like Maggie He: Yeah I like maggie too. Its good.. nothing .. ummm She : yeah its good to have Maggie..Me: GAWK at the number of times I heard Maggie there.. heck this was supposed to be romantic.. She tells me later on that they did not have anything else to talk about.. suffice it to say that Black and White never colored her life... LOL... A girl with a great sense of humor and lot of silly memories which seem so precious.. now.. Today I connected with her , yet another good friend from bygone days and it seemed like all our cloaks for the general junta had dropped off and we were left giggling like the girls that we used to be,... it was fun M .. friends are so precious.. I am looking forward to meeting you ... and its good to talk to you... I am tempting her with pork curry, some freak out times... and great laughter again and she is as willing to go for it... :) Laughter without any pretensions and without any inhibitions... oh yes its rare to find a soul with whom one can share that level of comfort and you will find it only with your school friends.. Cheers to old friends and thank god we can still connect without the layers of age and professional ego and barrier... a nice start to a week Aye ?? JustZen.. thanks Dude for the links... London is bleeding... a prayer for the departed souls and friends and relatives who have been lucky enough to be saved... and here is how blogs have been making news with respect to the blast.. kind of reminds me of a situation back home in Shillong..
Posted by Pallavi at 7/10/2005 11:38:00 PM
Hubby is back... yipeeeeeeeee so am feeling much better now... yehawwww !! can be up to my old antics... hehee !! EVIRL laughter... Today after a looooooong time we bought Hilsa fish.. . and I cooked it just the way mom does it... and it seemed like a feast of Bhapa Ilish , Fry Iilish, rice and assorments of other Hilsa.. stuff.. Yumm its a fishy fishy fishy.. day... he heeh !! Food sometimes gives me a high... SIGH... I think I shall die of gluttony... LOL Anyway... listening to refrains of Trilok Gurtu and Taufiq Quereshi.. can go on rocking to this... for endless time...
Posted by Pallavi at 7/10/2005 02:13:00 AM
July 07, 2005
Home alone and with lots of space.. thats what I was feeling like this week... so have decided to spend my time with my gal pals catching up on Hindi serials... LOL... OK I have become addicted to REMIX. Its kind of whacky and thank god not a soap. Yayyayayay and yes I managed to watch some Bold and the Beautiful too... hahahah look what an idle mind can do ... LOL... Its when you are on your own that you realise what a partner does for you in your life.. sometimes There is someone whom you can trouble... There is someone whom you can tickle There is someone whom you can cuddle There is someone whom you can snuggle.. There is someone who talks to you There is someone who listens to you There is someone who eats the food that you cook There is someone who hugs you .. There is someone to say cheers to... on a shot of vodka.. that someone also makes me a mean cocktail sometimes.. There is someone to play footsie.. he he ... There is someone to hang your wet towel ... There is someone who brings egg puffs for me on his way back.. There is someone who cooks delicious meals for me when he is in the mood There is someone who teaches me always to be myself... There is someone who patiently tells me the story even if I am jumping to hear the ending. And how can I forget There is someone who always keeps the shoes at the wrong place There is someone who will scold me for being absentminded and birdbrained There is someone to remind me of things that i think are inconsequential but stuff that he thinks are important There is someone who puts on the music as soon as he gets up... when I am not in for any musical strains early in the morning... ( I think it is a thing with Leos) There is someone who will BE there even if he is banging away at a Computer game... There is someone who gets pissed at me but then also takes the time to hug me back.. There is someone who thinks sometimes that I am a sandbag and practices his boxing abilities.. There is someone who hates me placing his things elsewhere... which I usually do... heheh There is somone to tempt you with all things naughty and enjoy being partners in crime. there is someone who completes you inspite of all the imperfections.. and makes you perfect... I miss you Rocks... eagerly waiting for you to be back. Notes out of nowhere: I have BIG black ants crawling my desk out of nowhere.. I have no idea where they came from.. EYAAHHHHH ... and then my team mate comes and tells me thank god you dont have ants in the pants... hahahahah LMAO... Just when you think that you have closed one lid... Pop opens another Pandora's box.. SIGH Everyone is feeling so chirpy all of a sudden... I think I am the only one feeling weekendy yet morose... My aunt has got a pet parrot who likes to hang up side down on a wire and is famous in taking of all the buttons in your clothes and your earrings.. hmmm somehow I never liked parrots but must check this out.. I think I prefer her having cats... I am dreaming of seafood for no reason at all.. I have my eye on a hot pink dress that I am going to dazzle Rocks with .. buhahaha !! Listening to Al Di Meola - Flamenco Classical Guitar Solo performance... and going ummmm.. feel like dancing... heavenly music... Recently discovered Eva Cassidy and her beautiful voice... just to know that she passed on.. What a loss.. She is the pioneer of Norah Jones genre of songs.. oh yes she is much better than Norah Jones... If you like listening to this genre.. you will also like Katie Melua. What is it about Women with heavenly voices and guitars... Awesome... I think I am in the Abhishek Bacchan DROOOLLLLS phase... he is so HOT.. SIGH...
Sunny Deol listening to Bobby Deol being asked by Karan Johar on Koffee with Karan : What would you do if you were offered films like Murder and Julie. Before Bobby has a chance to say the diplomatic thing, Sunny quips : He will take Julie and Murder her ....LOLOLOLOL
Posted by Pallavi at 7/07/2005 11:42:00 PM
July 05, 2005
And here goes another week.... SIGH at the beautiful weather.. just feel like cozying up in a corner with a good book... definitely do not feel like working ... YIPEEEE at an opportunity which has just come by... now it depends on how the door is opened .... GAWK at the woman whose house probably flooded up due to some reason and hence she decided to spray all the water outside thuse splashing all the cars and passersby passing her house... SMIRKS at getting smart .. buhahaha TAP TAP TAP TAP ( tapping my foot and fingers with impatience) Its just a few secs to the movies.. and the ticket counter guy is slowly browsing through his comp.... GRRR... why does ticketing have to be so complicated... I wish it was as simple of manually stamping and selling the tickets ... as in old theatres... saves a lot of precious screen time.... tap tap tap .... Technology is supposed to hasten things.. not slow it down... WINCES at the guy nearby in the theatre who decides that his legs has to shake with the music thus shaking the whole row of chairs and me with it... and singing the song word for word thus totally spoiling my concentration... GRRRRRRR OUCHS *guilty of spending on inconsequential stuff* OUCH UFFF at the guy with the TVS scooty who suddenly decides to race my Jeep.... TEE HEE at the sweet messages from hubby dear who is away in Mumbai.. BRRR at the over cooled AC at work HMMMM at how to organize my tasks better... have to book tickets.. going to Assam... yipee.. pay my bills... etc etc etc GIGGLE at the movie Paheli... Guys if you want fantasy and no brainers... lots of colours and you are a hard core Sharukh Khan fan.. you go watch this movie... stop thinking and just go with the scenes ...... there is no rhyme or reason..... no science or logic... no reality.. all reelity... I saw snatches of Bewitched and Harry Potter in the movie... ... I think they should call this genre .. Masti bole to Kurkure.... LOLOLOL... songs are good if you like Indian classical... graphics are ok.. but nothing new... all in all its general timepass... SNICKER ( albeit softly) at the free time that I have snatched .... to catch up on writing and reading blogs.. HUMMING Khali Hai tere bina dono Akhiyan.... from Paheli... excellent song... ( if you like Classical strains) MMMMM at the smell of freshly baked cookies at Cookie Man in Forum.. You must try them out.... WINKS at school kids playing in a puddle of water...
Posted by Pallavi at 7/05/2005 09:09:00 PM