Chupke Chupke...Shhhh..

When I was younger , well for that matter , even 6 months back , I used to wonder why my mother was always thinking about cooking and food.I never worried about it as long as breakfast was served before I left for School , College or work , lunch was packed and I had my curd rice with pickle for dinner. Why did she have to fuss about food all the time ? Why was she so angry that I did not have the lunch that she had packed for me ? Why was she waking up early in the morning just to get straight into the kitchen ? Why does she not spend time with the guests at home , but instead is toiling in the kitchen preparing food that everyone ate - some with appreciation and some just devoured it thanklessly. After my mother , I wondered why my mother-in-law was always wondering what to cook. Why would she not enjoy her journey because of too much thought on what all to buy when she got back home and what all was available at home to make a yummy masala dosa ? Why would she walk all the way to ...

I wake up one morning feeling cold and lonely. I am shocked to see the beautiful sky and then I wonder how I was able to see the sky at all. I remember falling asleep after a nice day at work , a good dinner with family and now all I can see is debris. My home is in a shape that you might have seen when a pack of cards arranged as a tower falls down when you shake the table. I have lived in the second largest city of my country. Who would have ever thought this would happen to me. This can't be happening to me. I wanted to bake chocolate brownies for my family. I wanted to take the kids out to the amusement park this weekend. I had planned on spending more time with my wonderful family. I had planned to enjoy nature. I had my plans , but who would have known that nature had her own plans ? 6.3 on the Richter scale I heard someone saying that at the community hall where they are housing the rescued. Well , maybe thats all that is needed to turn our lives upside down. It is raining h...

Well , thats my name in Nihongo ( I think ) ! Japanese has 3 types of character sets - Hiragana , Katakana and Kanji. Kanji is the one that looks like complicated pictures and these are borrowed from the Chinese. Hiragana is used to write original Japanese words. Katakana is used to write foreign names / words. So by now you would have figured out that I have written my name in Katakana. I am still not too sure whether this is right , but well , it sure sounds right !

Origami is an art of turning a square piece of paper into something absolutely magical - animals , flowers , buildings , decorative shapes , furniture , and anything else that imagination can lead you to. I had picked some of it at school during the arts and crafts class.Now that I live in the land where it originated ( Japan if you didn't manage to guess ) , I believe it is a wonderful opportunity to revive this as well. This is a doggy face , a really simple one ! Imagine a short man wearing Kimono and a hood over his head. Now look at the picture. I hope you can now justify why this piece is called "The Little Man". I should have attached this one to a piece of wooden stick to prove to you that this is a wind mill. This last one is a heart I made for my Valentine - my husband. This, a cake , a gift and a heart shaped cake earned me the title of a "Hopeless Romantic" ! Well , I am one. But, like Pink , I'll only say "So What ?" ! I have a stac...

When I started this blog a couple of years back , I never thought I would have just 2 posts ! My elder brother has been encouraging me to write often , but it was a movie - Julie and Julia that really got me motivated to revive my "Chupke Chupke" dreams. I do hope this time I will not stop abruptly. I am not a film critic , so I will stay away from that aspect.Now all that food and cooking sure makes me want to have an early dinner ! But for now , all I would say is "Bon Appetit" !