Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts

Monday, February 16, 2009

Simple Food

There is something in simplicity and that applies to foods as well. All the cooks of the worlds with all their fancy recipes and quality ingredients cannot topple these 10 items that I never get tired of: (in no particular order or preference)
1) Toasted bread and butter
2) Warm phulkas (with black burn spots) and ghee
3) A hot cup of chai
4) Khichadi + Pithale + hot groundnut oil with mustard seeds
5) Green crisp guavas
6) Vanilla ice cream
7) Daal and Rice and ghee
8) Homemade dahee and Sugar
9) Fresh aamras + ghee
10) Zunka + Bhakari + Lasoon chutney
P.S: If you do not know any particular item listed below, email me for details.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

School....

This guy actually did what I always wanted to do in school:

Saturday, January 03, 2009

Cost of Living

- Mortgage payments/Rent
- House repairs
- Utility bills
- Cable TV
- Cars
- Interstate Tolls
- Gas
- Car Service
- Speeding tickets
- Parking
- Parking tickets
- Groceries
- Gym membership fees
- Insurance premiums
- Long Term Care
- Copay
- Taxes
- Weddings
- Babies
- Doctors
- Divorces
- Lawyers
- College
- Clothes
- Laundry
- Shoes
- Shoe Polish
- Soaps and Shampoos
- Anti aging treatments
- Dinner out
- Antacids
- Movie tickets
- Netflix
- Ballgame tickets
- Gifts
- Greeting cards
- Vacations
- Rental cars
- Timeshares
- Wholesale club membership fees
- Vacuum cleaners
- United Way
- ATM fees
- Funerals
- A Funeral

Friday, December 05, 2008

Thursday, July 10, 2008

God and Coca Cola?


SERIOUSLY?
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Monday, July 07, 2008

Let’s Start Over

Caution: Long and extremely opinionated post.
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I am an optimist and have always been one and not just because I have lived in the USA for most the past decad (I have noticed that most of the imports from the third world nations to the USA are infected by hopeless optimism after spending a couple of years in this land of the “Free”). Even in situations as grim and hopeless as they can get, a tiny flickering flame of hope kept burning and pulled me out of most situations. OK, before you start thinking that I have had a horrible life full of miserable situations (the kinds you see the protagonist of the 80’s alternate wave of Indian cinema), let me tell it straight – I have had quite an uneventful life: my parents have raised me with care and have provided me well, have a loving and beautiful spouse, I did fairly well in my studies and secured better and better jobs at regular intervals, I own two properties on this planet, blessed with good health and enough wealth to live a comfortable life and have plenty of good friends strewn across the globe. So what then you say this post is all about? What is it that I want all of us to “start over”?

Let me go back in time. Summer 1993, I am in my first year of engineering and my first year of living outside of the protective enclave of my parents’ house. It’s a time when I am quite nervous of being so far away from home, excited about the new found freedom and scared witless of the ongoing hazing (ragging). One such evening I was hanging out with SI and CK who lived in the hostel room right opposite that of mine. We got to talking about – what else - the most important topic a couple of 19 year olds talk about – the future of Our World. The discussion was where the world is heading in the next 20 years – destruction or peace. Even though I was slapped about a 30 times just an hour ago at a hazing session and my cheeks were burning as if I had live ambers placed in my mouth, I had not had a decent home-made meal in about 20 days, did not know if I am cut out for Engineering, had no idea where my life was heading - the eternal optimist in me did not hesitate or even blink once to say “Duh! PEACE, of course”. SI and CK smirked at me and said in unison - “Destruction, of course”. Well, how does one settle such a matter of supreme discord between friends? How else, but with a wager! We decided to meet after 20 years in the summer of 2013 to see who is more right. (Yeah! that’s how corny and silly youth is, but I yearn for that corniness, silliness and the arrogant ignorance of that age now - fodder for another post).

Here’s a glimpse of the state of the World in 1993:
- The first Gulf war had ended
- India and Pak were fighting in their own ways over Kashmir
- Bombay had witnessed serial bomb blasts in March 1993
- Israel and Palestine were as always were at loggerheads
- The Soviet Union had collapsed giving birth to many small nations
- The USA was bombing Eastern European nations (The Bosnian conflict)
- North Korea was, well – North Korea
- The Rwanda situation was brewing slowly
- Afghanistan was looking forward to elections in 1994
- Terrorism was not a global phenomenon
- Global warming was an elitist term and was sneered upon

The situation was overall grim. My take was, well it can only get better, right? WRONG. It’s the summer of 2008 and this is how the world looks today:
- The second Iraq war has claimed thousands of soldier’s and civilians and there is no end in sight
- Afghanistan is a nation that has been gangraped by the world and continues heading towards more despair (if that’s at all possible)
- India and Pak have fought one small war in Kargil over Kashmir and the issue is still simmering with both nations coming oh so close to a nuclear fallout
- Bombay witnessed three more serial bomb blasts, many other Indian cities were bombed (Delhi, Hyderabad, Jaipur)
- Israel and Palestine continue to fight and again no end in sight,
- Israel & Lebanon have exchanged some fireworks
- North Korea: status quo (they claim they will declare their nuclear capabilities)
- The world meekly watched one of the largest genocides since the Holocaust in Rwanda
- Terrorism is now a global phenomenon: USA, Bali, Spain, London – countries and places where terrorism was only a foreign phenomenon has experienced their share of terrorist activities. Newer avenues of bio-terrorism are being used and explored
- Global warming is NOW and HERE

These are only a few examples, I am not even getting into the counts of nuclear war-heads, the other atrocities and wars perpetrated (and continue to) by the ex-Soviet nations and China (do not mean to single only these two nations out, there are many more, these two are just convenient). There is no point mentioning the natural calamities (earthquakes, tsumanis, volcanoes, tornadoes, hurricanes) since they are not in our control to a large extent (I am not getting into the debate of if Global Warming is causing a marked increase in the number of floods, famines, food shortages, etc.)

Now, if this was your dear son’s or daughter’s report card, what is the inference you would derive? You would not be sleeping a sound sleep anytime soon, knowing what you know and where your son/daughter is heading to – Failure. The world as we know today, my dear friends is also heading towards that inevitable DISASTER and it is getting there with reckless speed. You see, there is a reason I have become a pessimist in this matter. I understand that I should be looking at the efforts that are being made towards peace and such, but honestly, just based on numbers and statistics - no emotions and no subjective analysis - what would any educated person conclude? The efforts towards healing this world of ours are not nearly even close to the colossal magnitude of destruction that’s happening every minute.

I guess it’s nature’s way of telling us that we have crossed the peak in it’s cycle of creation and nearing the bottom of the arc. We have lived here long enough, long enough to have devoured every single available resource, long enough to have loved and hated each other enough, long enough to have not learnt from history and the natural cycle of creation and destruction. Its time, we will have to start over.
What then, you ask is my solution? I have none. Before you rule me out as a non-believer, a cynic and an eternal pessimist, let me stop you right there. I am an optimist when it comes to human beings and humanity and individual achievements, I just don’t trust Governments anymore. These Governments in the name of protecting the interests of its people, empower themselves and create this pseudo atmosphere of a free world while keeping its peoples even more oppressed and under the control of it’s iron fist (a not so obvious version of Big Brother from 1984?). It does not matter who makes up these Governments – Right wing or Left, Republicans or Democrats, Congress or BJP, Labor or Conservatives or Communists – they are all the same. Most of these Governments do not even acknowledge that there is a problem in the way the world functions today. The Governments of the under-developed world do not know anything about governing and hence start pillaging it’s people, the Governments of the developing world want to maintain the “developing” tag to keep filling it’s coffers with more aid money and last but not the least – the Government’s of the developed world want to keep the rest of the world from joining them. Do I need to explain why?

SI & CK – you win and I loose. Hunh! To think about it, is anyone really winning here?

Thursday, June 26, 2008

One down, One to go

There are two important days in your life, the day you are born and the day you know why.

Need to work on the "why"!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Third World Optimism

The other day I was watching one of my few addictions on TV - Anthony Bourdain's "No Reservations". The episode was "Argentina". For those of you who do not know Tony's style of travel and food shows, he is not your typical travel show host. His style is more - in your face and borderline rude. He usually visits the parts of cities and countries which will not even make a mention in the regular travel books and shows. So here in Argentina he was strolling in the slums of Buenos Aires and describing the decrepit conditions people live in that neigborhood. To me, it did not look any different from a slum in India. Then Tony made a very beautiful statement:

"And there it is the essential symbol of the third world optimism". The camera panned to the top of a single story cement house and there were those steel rods poking out of the pillars from the rooftops. I could not find an exact picture but here's one to give you an idea what I mean. You can see these in countless houses and buildings in India too.

Tony continued "What I mean is that the owner of the house is saying that - No sir, I am not done yet, I am going to build one more floor up there when the time is right. "

I had never looked at these ugly steel rods poking out of roof tops in that way. Perspective, aye!

Friday, February 29, 2008

Annoying things people do - Episode 1

All of us are annoyed by little things people around us do. This is first amongst a series of things that annoy yours truly.

The Speed-Bump Avoiders
There is a clan of drivers who have devised novel ways of deftly navigating past a speed bump on a road, here's a sampling -

1) if there is no oncoming traffic (sometimes even if there is) and the bump is on their side of the road, these fearless numb-nuts cross over to other side of the road and then after crossing the bump, swerve back to their side of the road
2) drive on the shoulder and in the process scare the daylights of a pedestrian walking merrily on the sidewalk
3) find a small depression in the speed bump (usually in the centre of the road) and precisely position one wheel on it while the other still rides on the bump

In almost all of the above the driver has done all or some of the following
a) slowed down
b) scared the crap out of some other harmless human being (either driving on the opposite side of the road or the old lady on the sidewalk)
c) lost respect from the fellow passenger (this is a definite if I am riding with him/her)

What is the grand idea then to avoid that speed bump? Some of these Speed-Bump-Avoiders even go to the extent of glancing at the fellow passengers in a "look-how-clever-I-am-and-aren't-you-in-complete-awe-of-my-avoiding-the-speed-bump-skills" expression on their face.

To these sad drivers I just want to say - "Buddy, look ahead in case you ram into the electric pole or the old lady crossing the road".

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

A cab ride in Manhattan

I was in NYC a week ago for work. Me and two of my colleagues from Harrisburg had arrived the night before. We stayed downtown since our work was in the financial district. After finishing our work, we were looking for a cab to take us to Penn station. I saw a cab across the street from where we were and waved for it. The cab stopped and I crossed the street. My two colleagues followed me slowly dragging their suitcases and purses in their high heels. We threw our bags in the trunk and headed for Penn station. I had to make a pit stop in the village on the way to pick up some Rice pudding I had ordered earlier from Rice To Riches. We instructed our plan to the cabbie, he seemed visibly upset, but we couldn't care less - we were talking about the new project we just kicked off and how excited we were to be a part of it and such.


The cabbie was of South Asian descent- an Indian or a Pakistani or maybe a Bangladeshi. After weaving through the Friday late afternoon traffic we arrived at Rice To Riches. I got down from the cab to pick up the pudding. I got back in with about two tonnes of pudding and my friends seemed in a totally different mood. J whispered to me "The cabbie went complete mental on us and started yelling at us as soon as you got down of the cab. " She said she will give the details when we are at our destination. The rest of the cab ride went in complete silence. At Penn Station, the girls got down to get the luggage from the trunk while I stayed inside to pay him. Thats when he looked at me and said in a grumpy tone -

"South Asian ho na? Mujhe laga tum akele ho, isliye taxi rokee thi. Pata nahi tha yeh gorree ladkiyaan bhi tumhare saath hain Yeh goree ladkiyon se door rehna. Pehele pataa hotaa toh taxi nahi rokta."

"You are a Soth Asian, right? I thought you are by yourself, hence I stopped the cab, did not know that those white girls were also with you, stay away from these white girls. Had I known before (that they were with you) I would not have stopped the cab"


I did not respond, paid him, took the change and bolted out of the cab. J told me later about what happened when I was on my pudding quest. The cabbie was yelling at them about how stupid he was to give them a cab ride when he should really be home and how he goes off duty at 4 PM (it was about 3:20 PM when he had dropped us at Penn Station) and how he hated working on Friday afternoons and how he should have never given them a ride and on an on he went. I told J about the comment he made when I was paying him. All of us had a good laugh about it.

I am not going to pass any judgment on the cabbie - maybe the guy had his heart-broken by a white girl? Maybe he has been a target of racial remarks from others or its just the outcome of being in a city which is a mixing bowl of peoples of many nationalities and ethnicities or all of the above. Whatever his motives or reasons, the incident left us with a sour taste of NYC.

Monday, February 04, 2008