The food and me!

Hiii...

Staying independent in Australia taught me many things and to make my own food is one of them. It’s good to learn cooking. It saves money, keeps you healthy and adds one skill in your life’s resume.
During my management studies, when I was asked for an example to explain the concept of “NEEDS” and “WANTS”, the example came out of my heart was “ HUNGER” and “FOOD” because I was starving in the “ International marketing” lecture that day and was dreaming of burger! – Chicken Burger to be specific.

I have realized that “Food” is probably the – THE MOST IMPORTANT – thing in life. If your stomach is empty, it’s extremely hard to concentrate anywhere else. Not even on girls – forget about studies!

When you have not eaten anything, you feel hungry, and if you still don’t eat anything, you feel hungrier and bit more and bit more. But, if you still don’t eat, you stomach becomes immune to hunger and the hunger feds away and if you still don’t eat you feel weak. Really weak. I have been there. The reason might be time, money, illiteracy in making food or laziness. But now, I feel like I have PhD in cooking. Hehe...

See the snaps... don’t the dishes look delicious. Do I need wife now? (Kidding... Of course I do)

I’m in the Newspaper!

I had no experience on how do one feels being in the newspaper. But I do now. Although, there is no news about me, but yes I am in the newspaper. 

I had spent 22 years in India and I’m sure I must have thought and desired many times to be in the newspaper and never got chance and when it happened it happened in AUSTRALIA.

And funny part is they printed the wrong information of me being in Darwin only for 2 years. It’s actually almost 3 and half years. So, media people, you need to listen more carefully.

he he… I’m loving this...

Jacko, Will love u forever...

On 25th June, 2009 he died. I cried all days, till now, till 8th of July, 2009 and cried hard on this day, the day of his memorial. 18,000 people were gathered in person to pay last tribute to Michael in presence of his body. The words came out from his brothers, sisters, children and close friends were heart wrenching. All I want to say is, we really care about you but it’s too late. U went too early Michael. You went too early. Love you so much. You will be in my heart, in our heart, forever and ever.

In his memory, I am posting one of the poems written by him.

Once there was a child and he was free
Deep inside he felt the laughter
The mirth and play of nature's glee
He was not troubled by thoughts of hereafter
Beauty, love was all he would see
He knew his power was the power of God
He was so sure, they considered him odd
This power of innocence, of compassion, of light
Threatened the priests and created a fright
In endless ways they sought to dismantle
This mysterious force which they could not handle
In endless ways they tried to destroy
His simple trust, his boundless joy
His invincible armor was a shield of bliss
Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss
The child remained in a state of grace
He wasn't confined in time or place
In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played
While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed
Soothsayers came and fortunes were told
Some were vehement, others were bold
In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature
With the rest of the world he shared no feature
Is he real? He is so strange
His unpredictable nature knows no range
He puzzles us so, is he straight?
What's his destiny? What's his fate?
And while they whispered and conspired
Through endless rumors to get him tired
To kill his wonder, trample him near
Burn his courage, fuel his fear
The child remained just simple, sincere
All he wanted was the mountain high
Color the clouds, paint the sky
Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly
In nature's scheme, never to die
Don't stop this child, he's the father of man
Don't cross his way, he's part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You have just forgotten, just lost the clue
Inside your heart sits a Seer
Between his thoughts, he can hear
A melody simple but wondrously clear
The music of life, so precious, so dear
If you could for one moment know
This spark of creation, this exquisite glow
You would come and dance with me
Kindle this fire so we could see
All the children of the Earth
Weave their magic and give new birth
To a world of freedom with no pain
A world of joy, much more sane
Deep inside, you know it's true
Just find that child, it's hiding in you.

This is what his heart says, and the world needs to know this.

I m proud to be your fan.