Amma kaanummm*

Ammmaaaa…kaaanummmm  (Lets play hide and seek)

I will close my eyes only for 0.75 seconds and then I will start peeking.OK. Its been too long. Let me find out amma.

Ah! She is not there in that place where she hid last time. Let me check the place where she hid last to last time.Not there too.

This lady will never understand the game..ufff.Lets ask appa where she is.

Appaaaaa..Ammaa kaanummm  😯

Appa gives hint..I see Amma..But let me continue the drama a bit longer..

Paaati.. Ammmaa kaanummmm.. aah aaah  😯  😯  achucho Ammaaa kaanummm

Everyone has to play along. Paati also acts shocked.

OK.Lets end this. Finds amma with a shock on face. Ammmaaaaaaaa..

I win.

Lets play again.

Ammaaaaa Kaaanummmmmmm

*Amma missingggg


Om Shanthi

Some days are just so lazy that all you want to do is to sit and stare.

I have 5 cupboards to clean, 1 blog to write, 15+ blogs to read , many comments to reply to , I have been browsing for some simple kurtas since morning, I have selected also but not purchased yet , 1 great book to read, I wanted to make tutti frutti cake, hot cocoa and so many other things  but I am simply sitting.

I don’t know what I am bored of. I am trying to recall what I was thinking about since morning but my mind is blank now. I could go sleep now as I didnot sleep well last night but I am not doing that either.

No, this is not a cheat post. I am really confused. May be I am just sad that the weekend is almost over? mmmmm..

Volt will wake up anytime soon then there will be no time even to sit. So I think all my mind wants now is to sit, with no other thoughts. I will just do what it says..

Have a great week people!!!

The one where I sing a Hindi song live

Group of aunties busy discussing their latest possessions – sarees and gold, another group checking if they can find any suitable girl/boy for their log distant relatives’ boy/girl. Another set simply asking “when is the good news”

Mapillai- my brother sitting with his daavu with a plastered smile..I can see his jaw paining ,I can feel it  .

Myself – So glad that atlast I am in a phase where no aunties can ask me any awkward questions for now. B’coz marriage -check , baby -check , second baby – there is still time now for that question. So in short I am simply having fun.

In middle of all the sounds – light music, laughter and others I hear my name. Someone calling me.Someone calling me loud now. I turn and there stands my super singer (not aitel one) cousin. He is calling me somewhere. I ask where unable to understand what he is saying in the crowd. He pulls me towards the dias. He says “SS you try please you try no. ” . Me “Whattttt, noo way, you want ppl to run?” . Him “hey I know you. I have heard you many times, plus its just S’s wedding. You will never get a chance, just try” . Me ” Ayyo but I know only few songs da” .

Him ” That and all taken care of, sing what you sung that day when we all met, the troop knows that song, so they are ready” . Me ” Dei yen da..what did I do to you” . He simply pushes me.

I am near the mic. I can see group 1 , 2 and 3 of aunties turning their heads towards me. I see a smirk in their faces. Now they have a topic to talk about for next 50 weddings or worse till light music lasts in this world. I am sweating. The musician asks if I am ready. I nod yes thinking “never”.

I start slowly , close my eyes trying to imagine that I am all alone and start singing. I lose the track of time. My eyes are wet . I am tilting 45 degrees , 90 degrees..135 degrees..I am about to fall..mmmmmm..I finish my first stanza.. I open my moist eyes wondering if the wedding is still happening, afraid that my brother will curse me his entire life. But people are there still..I spot B, he is smiling actually smiling.. my cousin that idiot clapping.. all aunties slowly starting to clap, smiles starting to form in everyones face.. slowly..slowly I am feeling high..flying actually..

In all this tension I realize that my bladder has become full..another stanza coming up..I start opening my mouth..KICKKK

Volt must have kicked real hard … I wake up from my most realistic dream ever..Its all so dark.. Time is 2:47 AM.Oh God,it was all a dream? I was not singing???oh noo..

The only thing that was “real” was that my bladder was actually full and so the kick was 10 times worse. hmmppffff

Life’s purpose explained in 30 seconds

Almost 1.5 years back I attended a session. It was mind blowing. I am in touch with my Guru since then. Sometimes the things she says hits hard on your head and you realize life’s full purpose. Recently I had such a realization and in 1 minute she told me what is important in life. It’s neither your money nor the material you own.Listen to the audio and realize it yourself.

p.s. Honolulu is still in thursday time. So this post is for thursday.

Phase/Face full of Expressions

Two years back my niece was exactly in that phase where she would show 1000 expressions in 60 seconds, talks non-stop in full fledged mazhalai, sings , dances ,hugs and kisses without any problem. Now volt is in such phase.

Be it happiness, anger or sadness or shock, everything is shown on face . That too it is amplified and shown at jyothika level. If I drop a vessel in kitchen she will come running and shout “achucho” with full shock. When she does something naughty she has this very mischievous smile on her face. She shows that she is feeling shy when we ask her to repeat something. And she manages not to show any expression when we scold her. She maintains a plain face and when we are done she tries to change our mood by doing goofy stuffs. I don’t know where she learns all this.

Also she repeats what everyone says at our house. Mostly it will be gibberish but in the exact same tone. She sings if someone sings on TV. She dances for her favourite tunes. Yesterday she said my maid’s name and my maid became super happy on hearing that. She kept on asking in bengali but we were too shy to repeat.

She is also becoming more social these days. Before she used to cry so much when someone comes to our home. Now as long as they don’t touch her she is fine. She plays. She calls them mama if guy..akka/mami if a girl.

I am not recording any of her baby talks or expressions in my phone or camera. It all happens at unexpected times and we don’t even think about recording these. I will make use of this blogathon and try to record some atleast.


Potato podi(powder)

My mother always makes this podi with mor kozhambu. While everyone else mixes mor kozhambu with rice and eats I hog on this podi alone. Hot rice, one spoon ghee mixed with this podi and mor kozhambu as side dish makes me the happiest person on earth.

After marriage I made this podi at home and B too started liking it. When my mom makes it, I ask her to prepare in bulk and I eat it for breakfast,lunch and dinner.Will never get bored of this. I made it last week. Unfortunately I don’t have any pics. You know food goes from stove to photo/video and all never crosses my mind.

I will share the recipe, try it once.

1.Boil one medium sized potato in pressure cooker, peel the skin and mash it.It is ok to have small lumps that makes it even more tastier.

2. Take one tsp oil, add 4-5 tbsp of toor dal and 3-4 chillies (add more according to your spice level), add a pinch of asafoetida powder, roast till the dal turns golden.

3. Shift the contents to a plate immediately so that they don’t burn. Once it cools down ,add salt and grind it into a coarse powder.

4. Now mix the mashed potato with the above podi.

5. Take hot rice, add one spoon of ghee, add some podi mix it and eat it with papad.Yummmm. Mor kozhambu is the best jodi for this.

The beauty of this dish is even if the potato qty is too much or too less it will still taste good . If potato is too much you can always make the above powder in 2 mins and add it.

Mr. Sun Sun Mr. Golden Sun

Please shine down on meeeee…

So bugged with this winter.I don’t know how people who are in REAL winter regions manage. Till last year I was totally a winter person. I love the cool breeze, morning dew, the dogs curled up in the non-scorching warm sunlight,the smoke that escapes from your mouth without actually smoking a cigaret etc,

But this year somehow I am not at all liking this weather. My skin has become so dry that 5 ml oil gets evaporated/absorbed in 5 secs. The wind seems to be causing body ache, the cold floor which is making me to walk like Kate Winslet in Titanic (walking on big toe)..I don’t even want to talk about hairfall. One thing is sure, next winter I won’t be talking about hairfall at all b’coz there won’t be any hair left to fall!!! Grrrrrrrr

Since when did I start hating winter so much 😦 when when when

May be it’s the book I am reading where winter= dark and dangerous.I think it’s the book.Why else would I hate a weather which was made just to eat hot hot bajjis and pakodas with garamo garam chai.


Mayavaram Pesto Pasta

This hardly two lines recipes is being published as a new post by popular demand…ahem..

  1. Boil the pasta in salted water for 10-15 mins according to pack instructions. If you are like me , the quantity of pasta you use will be 1.5 times the actual amount required because 1/3 rd of it will go into your stomach in the name of tasting ( or just because you are bored to stand near the stove)
  2. Strain and keep it safe
  3. Take one big bunch of coriander, wash it . I removed the super thick stems but kept the soft ones and of course the leaves 😀
  4. Take one green chilli and 2-3 garlic cloves and dry roast in a pan, keep aside.
  5. Take a handful of walnut or almond or a mix of both ..lightly dry roast.
  6. Now grind coriander leaves+walnuts+salt+garlic+chilli,then slowly add 2-3  tbsp of extra virgin olive oil and run the mixie in pulse mode.
  7. Now mix this paste with cooked pasta and top it with store brought italian herbs.
  8. I don’t add cheese as B does not like it.Still it tastes great.
  9. You can fry some veggies like capsicum, zuchhini , broccoli in olive oil and add it to this pasta .
  10. And that is how we brought Italy to Mayavaram..

Nanri… Vanakkam…

Pizzavum Pastavum

2015 was all about food. OK. 2012,1=2013,2014,2015 were all about food. 2016 is going to be about food.. but balanced food. If I eat DeathByChocolate a day I will eat good amount of fruits and veggies too the same week- is my motto ( 🙄 😆 )I want to be leeeeetle health conscious this year. That I why I decided to eat Pizza on Jan 1st!!

Homemade Pizza… 😀

When it comes to trying new food I have a good quota of beginner’s luck because in my cooking history no dish has come out as tasty as it came out first time. B knows this well. He never says lets make this dish again. But pizza..we both were little skeptical even for the first time.We didnot have high hopes.

One of my friend had come home and together we started. We followed this recipe and actually it was not that difficult. The sauce that she has mentioned I have prepared many times at home for pasta so my only challenge was getting the bread right.It came out really well that even my mom appreciated 😀

We also made coriander+walnut pesto pasta without any cheese and it was yum too. A very satisfactory attempt.

When we sat down to eat, volt very badly wanted to feed me. I think she is really angry with the way I feed her food. Because everytime she put the stainless steel fork in my mouth, it was this close to piercing my upper jaw and reaching my irreplaceable brain.After 3 spoons/forks I could not take the risk, so I gave her a spoon instead. And this rowdy with a smirk on her face kept feeding me empty spoons!! Me being me started eating with my hand and emptied the plate in no time huhaha

Some pictures 😀





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