Friday, June 19, 2020

Let's go hand in hand



As i decided to stay in chennai, I thought of showing my love and gratitude to the city by making uttapam. Afterall we both have to bear each other, so why not to do it with love. It's not that i have shifted to this place recently, I have been here since last August but still i feel that I do not belong to this place, I am still searching for my comfort or my feel here. Chennai is nice, people are good, nice beaches, rasam, tender coconut, everything is fine but still something is missing, something that makes u feel at home. May be it's because of the difference between the culture, language, food habits of North India and South India that bothers me or may be not ( I don't know). I think its my craziness that is making it hard for Chennai to accept me.
Sometimes it's fun, when I try to talk to the local people in Tamil. I tell them in Tamil that I don't know Tamil by saying "Tamil theriyaathu" Which means, I don't know Tamil (these are the main and most probably only entries in my Tamil vocabulary 😁😁). Some people will laugh but most of them get confused and ask me in tamil, then how u just now told in tamil that u don't know tamil (i know because this is the same sentence I hear most of the time πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹). Just to clear the confusion, i throw my another statement "kunjam kunjam theriyuum" Which means i know thoda thoda, this makes them more suspicious and give me my required fun and masti πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰. I made an assembled uttappam. I tried making it in one single piece but i came out as my tamil vocabulary (incomplete and broken).

Thursday, June 11, 2020

Kagaz, kalam, aur siyahi


My office announced work from home today. I was so excited that no subah subah ki bhag daud, no khane ki tension (online kya order krna h πŸ˜…), no boring life anymore, I can work as well as enjoy the laziness.(phli bar mil rha tha itne dino k liye work from home)
I recently came back from home (sirf 3 din phle), till then every thing was fine (fine according to me at least). I went for holi (actually to meet my friends (naye wale)), it went so well, we had lots of colors, balloons, and a pool full of water and colors: in short amiro wali holi. And then suddenly this work from home, "I THOUGHT", I just came back from home and then this thing may last only for a week or two what is the point of going back. So I decided to stay in Chennai. While coming back from office, i was so excited that I couldn't wait and I called my roommate to tell about the sensational news and then she told me she is going home 😩. She was happy, me too, because she was excited for going home. (Surprisingly people of our age still get excited to go home πŸ˜‰). Neither excited nor sad, I marked the begining of my akela wala lock down by writing these lines.

Monday, June 8, 2020

Sunday brunch



I was not sure of uploading this photo but then generally half eaten food items make them look more tempting (πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰) I got so much motivated with "naya shauk" that the very next morning I decided to hit the kitchen again (waise bhi Sunday hi to tha) to make my favorite cuisineπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ (bcoz i used my pushtaini style of food making πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚) " aloo wale sandwich". I was so hungry that I ate it and then realised that I have to click a picture of it (foodie u know) and then aloo is jaan of all the North indian food items, how could I have resisted it. So this was my very first successful attempt (bcoz we both, me n my roommate liked it) of the motivation πŸ˜‚

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

It's me



After realising that I cannot make good coconut trees anymore πŸ˜”, I was feeling low (how can someone be sad for this stupid thing ). I went outside, talked to my frns tried listening to punjabi music (those high beats fill me with energy ), but nothing worked. I even searched for motivational quotes on google (aahhhnnn, I do such stuff πŸ˜‰). I was searching for something that can cheer me up. After wasting an hour or two, i finally picked up that fancy named slate to do something with it (naya shauk). I started writing and trying to motivate myself, and then realised, it's no one else but me who is thinking that way, that nothing has changed. People are happy and busy in their lives and everything is in the same place except me, I realised what I was searching for is probably there inside me, waiting to be discovered. In that moment this "naya shauk" Seemed to fill me with a lot of joy and enthusiasm. So it means we just have to feel motivated from inside, it can be triggered by anything (literally anything πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚). I hope u will find ur trigger soon.

Monday, June 1, 2020

The old scenery


So i was so tired after making my "pehli rasoi" that i did not enter the kitchen for next 3 days 😁😁. The sole reason of me and my roommate shifting to new flat "home made food" started fading away.
I bought a new LCD writing pad (don't go by the name, it looks fancy but actually is the magic slate that we all use to have in our bachpan). So to do justice to it and my boredom, I decided to draw a coconut tree, the very essence of all the scenery I used to make in my drawing classes: Triangular even sized mountains with dark brown boundaries and light brown color filled into it; a half or may be one forth sun coming out from in between the third and forth mountain with alternative yellow and orange rays; two or three black birds (most easy part of the scenery as I used to just strike off a small line with black wax color); an endless river that started from mountains; a single house exactly in the right corner of the river (page) with a light brown colored gate, yellow walls, red roof and a single window, that house sometimes had dark green colored grass also (depending on my mood); and a stand-alone bent coconut tree exactly in other corner of the river, leaves were made with 3 different shades of green starting from dark green, then medium and at the end light green, sometimes I used to add some yellow to it to make it look more natural (pta nhi kyu). After showing all my artistic skills on the leaves, i used to be so tired that bark was made from a single dark brown color.
I did it and even kept my signature as all other ARTISTS do. After looking at The FINAL DRAFT, fallen coconuts (two mango like creatures in the bottom), bend in the coconut tree and the tongue of the smiling face, i realized i m no more an expert in it. πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”

The amazing bus ride