Me and my thoughts

Every breathe i take  burns me Every step i take is forced My brain does not register the things happening around me My eyes no longer registers the colours I walk where my leg leads me Still i have no where to go I keep working Still there is no meaning to it I cant feel my mind It is very numb The silence around me is deafening I feel like floating  with nothing to hold on It might pass If i have the strength to move on But i dont And i am dun

I am staying in my aunt's place because of Loooove. She is of the opinion that a girl should know cooking from the moment she grows beyond the kitchen table. I am much beyond that and i dont cook which is one of the greatest sins according to my aunt. So i decided i gona explore that avenue. So We decided to make egg masala Ingredients Egg - 1 Onion - 1 Chilli - 1 Mustard Curry Leaves Recipe Light the stove. This is the toughest part of cooking. Once you do that half the work is over Add oil and allow it to heat Add mustard to the hot oil and allow it to burst. This is really dangerous . So Caution is required Add Curry leaves . This might also jump Add onions and fry till golden brown. This will come only by practice. So 3 to 5 mins is the time for beginners like me Break the egg and pour it into the pan. Keep stiring for 2 mins and off the stove Egg Masala is ready

Cuisines in general means the food and food related techniques. A cuisine is based on the geographical, religional and ethical factors. They are different varieties of cuisines in the world some of which are really old and some where formed today. I like food, to eat about food, to know about food. I dont like to eat it because i love it so much. I wana do a study on the different cuisines,different dishes,different ingredients and anything related to food.I want to categorise, study, analyse and ramble about it. This is just a write up from my point of view. This might not be correct nor wrong either. Typically it is my space about food.

A lot of things that happens in life Does not happen the way we want It just Happens whether we want it or not Every thing in life will pass Only the passing stage is hard When one door is closed Too many Windows are opened Is a saying But i liked the old door better People hurt us badly Still we get into new relationships Hoping it will last And get up ending up even hurt We get lost at most time Still try to walk We stumble yet manage Despite everything life moves on It will move on with or without you

She was always crazy Now she has become cranky Even i cant decipher her She has become a ridicule to me She is angry And Irritated all the time She is not the same person anymore Her strength was patience Now she has lost it She is restless She is lost I miss the crazy part of me And I hate me

Its Friday Its a very special day of the week Like any other day The last working day of the week When we get up in the morning I feel happy and sad Happy that it is the last working day of the week And the weekend begins Sad  that it is the last working day of the week And there are loads of work to complete I am a workaholic by nature Ok Jokes apart I try to work hard and end up being lazy I push myself to office to realise  that all are in tat mode Why do i always end up who are just like me As we grumble through the end Its suddenly 12 and our stomach rumbles After a boring lunch of Sambhar Yes Friday are always Sambhar for Everyone I am even thinking of renaming it as Sambhar Day In no time, That is before i actually decide wat to do Its 3, I suddenly become responsible and serious And try to complete some work Land up getting more work My Associates wake up only after 3 And it is 6 I touch every bit of work And carry loads of plans to complete in the weekend And leave home with a