Tropical sunset!!!!

Tall and tanned, young and lovely, would she qualify for the girl from Ipanema?

Im biased cause i made it but i think she really looks like a tropical sunset (im sorry if that sounds like a cheesy drink in a gross beach bar!)

Im usually super lazy and dont really venture into messy mediums like paint or watercolours.This one came after a long break and a craving to get back to the medium.

The green eyes and brown skin combination is what i saw on a beautiful little baby a few months ago and couldnt help but wonder what gorgeous young thing the baby would turn into!!

WOrkk it!!!

There is no way i could live with myself after eating all that food i love and not doing anything to work it off. So there are my morning gym sessions and my evening walks which cut down (on calories) and on the guilt i might have when i binge on a goey fudge cake with ice cream at the next opportunity i allow myself.
So after drenching myself in sweat and becoming disgustingly out of breath , i reach home and realise that my last tyre is as loyal, faithful and clingy as the the pet i never had. Its here to stay...dammit!

Dinner TIme alreAdy?!?

My style of cooking comes under the broad categorisation of "cook and go" style. I cook with the ingredients i have and usually cook up something which does not take me longer than 10 minutes to make and 20 to finish.(some say im a slow eater.) so today was macaroni with red cabbage(the cross section of the red cabbage is freakingly pretty and a possible textile inspiration for the starved:)) and beans, mashed potatoes with a generous cheese dose and dried tomatoes. The scorching heat in our tropical country comes to one good use..........it can dry tomatoes up in less than a day! thats a shocker...isnt it? if it werent for Rs 20 for a kilo of tomatoes, my kitchen cupboard would have a nice tin full of sun dried yummies for use the whole year through!!!
Serving suggestion: best served with full control over the remote and a good show on the telly! *bliss*

Breakfast at nammOz

This one just could not go undocumented.It called out to me which is why this mundane, boring and so done sort of everyday breakfast gets its 15 seconds of fame on my blog.

On most days, I end up waking up right in time for lunch... so afer nibbling on my mum's evident displeasure at my bad waking habits...i proceed shamelesly towards the lunch counter:) and so in the last 4 weks i have been home....there has rarely been breakfast.

so last night after "Top chef" on AXN and "Hell's kitchen" on Travel and Living and a lot of critical thinking about important matters..:)...I figured...sleep wasnt on its way today..so i sat up tossing and turning thinking about how the morning breakfast ougth to be. Chilli& cheese toast (which i never had enough of when i was at NID) , a full omlette and hot coffee. yummmm!

My mum's friend sent us over a packet of freshly ground coffee powder from her estate in Chikmangalur and we finally had something that was authentic and as close to gourmet as we possibly could be!My dad woke up to the very very unlikely sight of his daughter cooking up a wholesome breakfast even before he went for his morning walk.

Once the cooking was done, there was momentary figthing off the urge to gobble down a lovely brown toast with a catastrophic amount of cheese melting away seductively on it.....and then there was also me shooing away a very interested crow with one hand and trying to be photographically perfect with a camera in the other hand!

Being nowhere.......doing nothing!

When i was 14 , i thought people made too much of a fuss about being a teenager and the trials and tribualations of it and all that. I sneerd at it back then but realised by 22 that like most things in my life, the reality of confusion and all that it encompases was runnning late but did a mighty good job when it finally did catch up! Im hoping weak bones and grey hair will also bring along some peace to me.If you wake up at a different place and at a different time , would you wake up as a different person?...Edward Norton thinks to himseelf in Fight Club.....and honestly havent u thought of the same thing(maybe in different words) at some point! 70% of my life lies ahead of me and i cant help thinking"what if i dont get to where i want to get to?"im full of questions and maybe of the wrong kind! Things that should interest me dont and confusion and me have a history together! Life is really happening in spurts and it pretty much is in transit lounge stage where u sit around waiting for your flight to come around!The problem with independence is that it becomes its own monster and takes over the person in you that once in a while wants to cuddle up to her mum and whine her heart about it or cry so much that it would flood the planet!
catching strange thoughts that buzz around like irritating flies around my head. Rambling is an art and I do it so well. well, the point of this is that.........(like someone said ..) pointless stories are my thing!!

Men in BLack!!

It was my first ever attendance at a fashion week and so i was appropriatly excited!

Maybe im very new to the field to even give my opinion on it.... and maybe those who have been dedicated to it will snub me at my uninformed remark but i really was quite disappointed with the "fashion" i saw. The fashion I saw on the ramps, in the stalls and even on the people was far from from I was hoping it would be! (that doesnt go to say anything about my sense of dressing...we can discuss that another time)..... but from the regular fodder i fed myself on fashion TV and a couple of Vogue's and a lot of people with good attitude and oodles of style left me quite disillusioned post the fashion week. The one inspiring trio i saw were dressed in ..... an "Oh so regular" Black suit but looked so charming with their grey hair and geeky glasses and lost faces that i just thought they were pretty much made my day.

P.S: This doesnt go to say i didnt enjoy the fashion week cause i did and i learnt and saw and observed and feasted my eyes out on some gorgeous clothes, celebrities and models. so all is eventually "Yayyy!!"

Ink ILLustration!

Me is currently home, hogging and happy!!! on a particularly good day after a good sunday meal post starter, main course and 2 servings of dessert, i felt like i was a stuffed turkey on her way into the oven again! Was trying to get my metabolism to treat me with some sympathy after i had done the damage! In my balcony that overlooks the road.....On a surprisingly cool evening in an unbelievably hot Vijaywada!

Bombay fed me well!

Food is such an attraction when i am travelling. It keeps me looking forward to something I have been missing for long.I cant wait for the "Cutless" (cutlets) on the train journey to wherever..."Zinger burger wth extra mayo" when im in a place where i cant get to a KFC corner.......masala dosa when im in bangalore...or "Malai rabri" at Gwalia's in Ahmedabad....OMG...the list keeps growing endlessly in my head!!!(no wonder i never lose weight!)
I was in Bombay for a fortnight last month and i was rubbing my hands in glee just thinking of all the marvellous food i could hog once i was there. I had prepared countless mental lists to remind me of the places I had wanted to go eat at again. I have spent very little time at Colaba or Bombay for that matter but my food memories of the place are very fond!I was salivating at the very thought of all these places.
I spent a Sunday with a dear friend at Colaba and i just reconfirmed after spending a good sunday with her that ...two foodies is way better than one!
So at soul fry casa, goan chicken curry, rice and some yummy pina colada's later along with some long due conversation I achieved my long waited craving for a good wholesome lunch!(Rice is the ultimate meal maker for a deprived south Indian u see!)
We were stuffed and sleepy but i dont think the state lasted for long.A few seconds later, a guilty suggestion was made to head towards "Theobroma's" and feast on some food for the gods!
So I had my love for a long time-chocolate!!..and walked out with an aphrodiasiac overdose...
Another new entry to my existing list was an Irani in colaba with sparkling clean mirrors.The food was good too but since i had stuffed myself with cookies and cocktails the entire evening (as unlikely and gross a combination as that is ... I was on a mission....and wasnt willing to let go of the freebies that were a part of it!:) so post all the junk, my stomach wasnt willing to accomadate the excellent prawn curry, reshmi kabab and caramel pudding. I instantly knew was going to regret missing out on something taht looked so awesomely delicious!.
My face lights up like a neon billboard when it comes in contact with good food!
So Bombay this time was was a lot of good fun, learning, FOOD, biryani from luckys, famous bombay sandwiches stuffed and piled with tons of veggies, cheese, sev and unlikely things that you would never want to see in your sandwich but full faith in your sandwich wala makes u a happy person post the brown toast!, pork curry, chicken curry goan style, yummy cookie man biscuits and peanuts that i practically made meals out of for several days in a row, yucky chicken liver patte' that my head cajoled me into trying.My taste buds revolted in disgust!, chocolate and coffee from everywhere, good musical evenings with friends, dinner by the beach, a crazy taxi ride all over town and all that, black tea and pure magic biscuits.........:)