It’s not a holiday for us, however i choose to work from
home this day, so that i can get little more sleep. However, on the contrary, i
woke up little early this morning, tried to warm up my body with few push ups.
Then i looked at clock, and it clicked 6 a.m. being a fresher in this
“kitchen”, i thought i require a mentor to assist me. As my wife was out for
some work, i thought of asking my dear dad, but again i wanted to give him a
surprise. Well, who else could be a better mentor then google :P, so i just
logged into my computer and did some basic research. Being very strict about my
diet, i have limited choices. In many cases, it happens that, you would long to
do something however due to some or other reasons it would always get
postponed. And you would be just so damn helpless about that. Cookery is one
such art which was in my mind since ages, but i never got an opportunity to get
hands on to it due to in-numerous reasons.
Having had a childhood in the streets of hyderabad and that
too in old city which was a stronghold of nawabs and their heavenly delicacies my tongue was spoilt early
in life...although i am strict Spartan and restrict myself to vegetarian stuff,
I have never been a foodie, which means I am not a hard core lover of food. I
enjoyed tasty food but was a bit of a stickler to one type and that was
preferably north Indian dishes. Well, finally today i entered the kitchen, and
listed out all my favorite dishes in a piece of paper and randomly i picked one
of them and it was “Gajar Ka Halwa”. I thought, ok why I shouldn’t try
preparing. Worst case, i would be wasting couple of vegetables and sometime
of mine. So, with great self encouraging spirit, i took up this challenge. And while preparing it, i realized how easily
I used to eat the “Gajar Ka Halwa” pointing out its shortcomings to my mom
whenever she made it tastily. But I didn't realize that it was so difficult to
make it. Many times, I ran to my laptop to get directions and at last I go the
“Sweet Dish” was ready. I thought of serving it as dessert post lunch
During my childhood days, we had the annual visits to Kadapa
(my mom’s native village in Andhra Pradesh), here i was one more step to my early food addiction
,my grandma showered her love during these visits by feeding me in style ,with cashew
nuts,jackfruits ,bananas and ripe mangoes not to omit the tons of burfi
consumed with ghee .
It took me 25 years after birth to put on girth and then I
did that with a vengeance. Being blessed with a wife
who was as excellent a cook as the mother I was lucky in the department. As
time grew so did I and so did my Paraumbilical tissues and thus made me look
like a balloon . The umpteen dinner’s,
sumptuous marriage lunches, contributed to my kilos. When I had been so good at
eating I was hardly good in cooking, for I rarely needed to, in the early days
even heating food was a great event for me. But strangely I always felt I could
cook if I had to and maybe even enjoy it !It did happen finally now in the fag
end of my twenties when I forayed into the Gulf and to literal starvation .Slowly,
slowly i feel my repertoire has become longer ,I have become faster and my
creations tastier ,may be in course of time i could get the guts to give
recipes to others ,even to other ladies !
So friends, may be the time has come to add weight on my
cooking now. Wish me luck
Cheers,
Aditya
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