Posts Tagged ‘food’

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All this time I have been chasing tails, trying to fit in. This new place is filled with alien faces. I do have company of known countenances. Yet I feel, as if I have been lifted up deliberately and put into another chess board altogether. I didn’t ask for this. So why was I chosen? O wait! I just got the answer to that, fate likes to do me.

I have been taught to survive in the worst. (Pfft……as if I was in the CIA) The heat is punishing. Chennai isn’t the land for the timid. I have been summoned here for a purpose, I surmise. My life’s story was supposed to have this twist. Albeit I never saw that coming, I am still glad my life isn’t stagnant. I embrace this inevitable change, just with a frown. I know good is what ousts from everything I have ever experienced. At least I like to believe so. I think it is so far so good, since I have made it this far. I just trust the goddamn guts of my writer who knows what he is doing. (O he doesn’t have a clue, does he?)

Though dumped into this punishing city, I have managed to pull myself up. Most of the people here are friendly. The rest have kept their friendly fire on. Hindi, my mother tongue, all of a sudden, is like music to my ears. The minority from the North use it and I am glad they do. They somehow make this place a better place to live in for homesick guys like me.

Population here is dense. The way just like any other metropolitan city prefers it. But buses here remind you of a famous internet meme of a fully packed bus insinuating a WinRar file. Yep, I am talking about the Bus.rar file. Yeah it is some sight. It reassures you that you are still in India. I am not sure whether I used a sarcasm there.

Food, another entity that constantly badgers you and keeps reminding you of the fact that you need to be homesick, could be a little bit more delicious here, but is still edible considering our rapacious Northern palates. We have resorted, as of now, to some of the Northern food caterers who actually manage to succeed about 40% in satiating our Northern demands. Like I said, so far so good.

Places of attraction here bum us out as the city is vast. And by vast I mean ‘holy-crap-on-the-crackers’ large. We become victims to slumber as soon as we start our sojourn. We keep regretting our decision even when we are about to reach our destination. Sometimes we wonder if we could make it back alive. It is only when we return that we decide to postpone all our future ventures till we own a better mode of making our commute. This has happened numerous times now. Yet we never learn.

The heat would simply blow your mind away. It just simply gives you in the ass. No doubts in that department. No wonder everyone calls the city one of the hottest in the country. It is however a little delightful when it is raining. But I haven’t seen proper cats and dogs falling from the skies yet.

Whatever the city might have in store for me, or fate, for that to matter, I just know I am going to nail it. I have a bigger life in preparation. I cannot whine for the smaller trivial stories. I am prepared. I have donned my armor as well as that formidable smile that scare children. (Yeah they totally pee their pants!)

The fact would always stare back at you fate. Yeah you listening there bud? I will be prepared for the worst and be ready for the best. I will always be my hero in this life and in every other lives to come. I will see you at the other end. Bring it on life!

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I have been meaning to write this for so long. I have been watching ‘creation’ closely. How it pleasures me! How it rejuvenates me! How I feel, I have done something meaningful after an act of creation. Don’t we all jump with joy when we ‘create’?

There is something about creation that enthuses us. While we are in the process, it brings smile to our faces. It is one of the most beautiful feelings on this mundane planet. Glad we never run out of reasons to smile.

Just rein your thought-horses for a while and ask this question, “Why do you think we are here?” There’s gotta be something, that someone wants of us. We are placed deliberately like pawns in a board of chess. We are supposed to move as our master commands. We must follow something. Also our movements are confined. We can’t barge like a rook or gallop like a knight. We are being watched. We can’t escape the chess-pod. There is nothing out there, just death!

What if there is no master up there? What if nobody is playing us? Are we bereft? Are we dropped just because our superiors wish to see us how we behave, without a fixed purpose?

There has to be something remarkable and useful that we are supposed to do. We have been conferred all those Lego blocks (here matter) that we are supposed to play with, who knows what for, could be just to impress our FATHER.

Okay, carrying out a proper introspection of ourselves, we gather the following facts. Here I’ll quickly rant about some of the major body parts meant to incite creation.

  • We have been given hands. Alright! Bam! That’s for creation. Let us use them to build, create and adorn new things.
  • Then there are eyes, which could definitely be meant for perceiving our creation and of course marvel.
  • Ears and mouth would aid a team to communicate while they create, so they share work and eschew burdens.
  • Legs are accorded so that we could move and create things at different locations all across the globe. Just imagine, without legs, how our compilations would pile up and we would fail to acknowledge creation of others.
  • A brain full of thoughts permeates us, so that we never run out of ideas. So far, we have been successful in thinking every possible thought there is. Our ideas will never cease to exist. Our still waters still run deep.
  • Nose to inhale the invigorating fragrance of our artifacts. Also to breathe wonderful aroma of nature’s creation. Don’t we love inhaling the awesome scent of food getting cooked?
  • The act of savoring our creation is taken care of by our rapacious tongue. Let us chew our food properly with our teeth to extract the gist from a morsel and then relish it with the bounty hunter.

If we are here, I am sure it is not just for eating, drinking and sleeping. We are bestowed with hands not just for wiping our ass when we are done.

When I give a good look at my activities, I come up with creation at every step. (Remember this! I am mentioning this not coz of vanity but just to slip you an instance.)

I write.
I cook.
I imagine.
I draw.
I animate.
I paint.
I review.
I code.
I earn.
I learn and produce.
I compose.
I rhyme.
I think.
I fantasize.
I doodle.
I picture.

All of the above mentioned activities are dipped in creation. I love doing them all. Even while you read a book, you create instances and make them happen in your thoughts. You imagine them. It is always the first time with you. It is your thought. It is your creation. Your thoughts might come into synchronization with thoughts of others, but they would still remain yours.

We create at every step. Even if you don’t have any talents, you still create ‘events’. Every day, new events happen. None of the events have ever reiterated. If they have, then you have defeated time.

There is a reason why we are here. Whenever I ask myself the question why, I always end up with one and only one solution : CREATION