Choices in life sometimes are not really welcome. For me it makes it easier if I had no choices and instead was told it is either this or nothing. Or probably I am the kind who doesn’t really have any unnecessary specifics about what I need – would I prefer a red sofa over a maroon..well really couldn’t care as long as it safely houses my big self when i want to sit down after really long day..

My daughter on the other hand has specifics on anything.

Me: What do you want to be this year for Haloween..??

Adi: PRINCESS!!!

Me: Oh good so you can wear your pretty dress and have your tiera and all the silly stuff to go along with it..

Adi: Oh no Amma…!! The dress is white in colour..and I want to be Cindrella princess..and she wore a BLUE Pricesss gown..not a WHITE one…!!

I didnt even know that thats how we ever differenciated the fairy tale princesses… I guess Ignoranced was surely BLISS for us..

 So how are things going..?? well..pretty normal I would say..nothing exciting going on…atleast thats what I feel..recently got myself into one of those software trainings..where u get promised a real great job at the end..so sort of counting days…for it to end..and then..for the miracle to take effect..me getting rich..(and famous…as that would follow anyways..    )

I think all of us shld get onto such trainings…esp with the goras…:D…wld be a real ego booster…i mean …4 years after coll..a time when i have to actually say my alphabet to figure out if “O” comes before or after “L”….studying…even if its for a damn course.. seems tough….but working with some people makes you feel like a genius.. infact…it sometimes makes me feel…like I have probably lost soo much time..not realising my true potential…ok ok…i know know..the only thing I would have lost is my head…   for assuming all this…but I suppose you get the picture… 

 If it weren’t for this course…I would probably have ended up with a Inferiority complex…no no..not comparing with all you guys and gals out there…but actually seeing the way my daughter seems to be learning things more easily than myself…

 Whats my latest craze??..BAKING!!…ok..might be sounding weird..but in a way..that probably is one of the only ways I can bake a cake..and have it too… … the other day…I read a blog..of this lady…who made a Black Forest cake….and she made it sound like it was a piece of cake..hahah…  PJ…  

 Lately I have been watching a lot og these gult movies…yes..the ones which actually lack even the slightest trace of logic in them…the hero in one of the movies..actually carried 2 wallets…one that his GF manages to get out of his pocket..and one which he manages to throw at the crime scene…man..is it their way of hinting that they rich..and that one wallet wldnt be enough to carry what they have…or is it just something which they leave us to notice…and deduce…how big of an idiot the director is… and man…chiru movies are also getting hysterical these days…his latest hit..actually had no story line..and he managed to run the 2.5 hrs of the movie..just on one thought…”do good to otheres…”…and the funniest of the scenes were when he wld fly into the air like superman…or skaktimaan…everytime he had a fight with a bad guy…i thought it was probably coz he was bloating up coz of age…that he cldnt actually stay steady on the ground… hahaha…

 Well…seems like i see an end to my boredom…my little timepass… adi…is up from her beauty nap..hear her saying “sowwwiee” to the walls…better get going now…….

 We again managed to get ourselves to go to an ISKON temple in the US…and this time..we actually join their bhagwat gita classes…why..well..don’t know why…but I know that living away from India..surely does get us to be more patriotic..and also god fearing…or for that matter everything that one wldn’t actually be in India…..but ofcourse..for the good….

 I don’t remember being to soo many temples…all my life..in India…as compared to the number I have visited over the past 6 months…I suppose living away from where we actually belong..and being in a group which is different from wat we are…we feel the need to associate with like minded people..and where better to find an Indian crowd..then at the temples…and the movies…the latter being tough for us…thanx to adi….we resort to the only other option left for us…the TEMPLEZZZZ…..

 I wont count myself as a complete believer in GOD..but I know that someone exists…who runs the world….whether he is the supreme power..or not…I dont know..

 Being in the US…has surely changed me in many ways…and the most imp of the changes is me missing India more than ever…I have grown up outside of India..and have been away from India practically all my life..then why now..is it I miss it the most..I suppose its in the atmosphere here …

 Well..here is another thing that puzzles me…abt the US…The theaters…they are soo clean..I sometimes wonder…why the same people(Indians ofcourse…) manage to keep them clean out here..and not in India….

 One other thing that gets us all hooked is being extra health conscious…I never heard anyone tell me or prove that Indians abroad have a shorter life span..or suffer from more illnesses than resident Indians….But then..I suppose its the fear of whether we will be fit and fine when we return to India..to enjoy all the “RICHESSSSS” that we have managed to earn living soo far away from India..and ofcourse all our families…

 Possibly the desire to be more Indian strikes us hard and good when we  are away from India…and in a way..this is good…coz then..i see the vision of  a Developed India…become a reality…coz its us Indians and their attitudes which will help achieve this…(Phew..!!  sounded like a speech…but then…ona lighter note… I miss chaatttt….:P slurp…God…this is wat hapens to me whenever I talk of life in India…  …)

They can be soo annoying at times…have a kid cry continuosly into ur ears for arnd half an hour..and u will know wat I am talking abt…at times I get soo frustrated…that I actually scream out…probably trying to vent it all out…

 My toughest time at being a mom was when I had to rock my kid to bed..every time she needed a nap..I wld have to rock her for arnd 45 minutes…even though she wld sleep only half an hour…How did she get into this habbit…?? now that I owe it to my chitterr….horseshoe…freako used to rock her all day long..just coz she enjoyed doing so..

 How did I get her off the habbit…God..now that was like living a nightmare…  Allowed her to cry herself to sleep..was tough for the first week..then I sort of got used to it..and the follwing week.. miracle occured..she wld just sleep off whenever she got tired…    the hard work did pay off…

 This wasn’t the end of my ordeals as a mother… there were many more..and there will be many many more… Wonder how our parents seemed to be born Pros at it…??!!!

I sound to be a really mean mom..but then wait till u have kids…and I suppose then u will be able to understand every single sentiment of mine… 

Kabhi Alvida na Kahna…!! a totally westwernized desi movie…and even though it was free…for the first time..we felt watching movies was even an expense of our time… and movie freaks such as us.. feeling this way..isn’t considered to be normal….

 Every character in this movie had an affair…at one time or an another…and Amitabh had the best role at that …

One hilarious scene goes like this…

We get see this broken bed..and Abhishek ask’s his dad ..how it happened…Amitabh ( holding a blonde babe in his arms…)  Son …you will soon get married…I will eduacte you..as to how this can be done…. 

 God…I suppose being a superstar…one thinks they can get away with almost anything…

And hubby dearest didn’t leave one chance at criticising KANK  ( he pronounces it as ” KUNK”…rhyming with SKUNK…just to express himself better …   )

For those of you..who are clever to wait for reviews to decide on watching a movie…well…I suggest you rather count sheep and go to bed..and if u still decide to find out urself…then i suppose it wldnt even take u 3 1/2 minutes of the 31/2 hour movie…to realise u  made a big big mistake…

Have you ever had these phone calls where you were actually told you either won a million dollars lottery, or that you have a distant aunt of yours who recently passed away, and has left you a fortune( and ofcourse..her cat too…  ). Sounds kindda similar to the spam e-mails we get. I suppose now people have become really jobless that they actually calling all the listed numbers  just hoping to get lucky with someone’s bank account info.

Few days ago, I got lucky too( to be considered dumb enough for this crap..). Nope it wasn’t the aunt nor was it the lottery. But it was actually the government of US wanting to give me Grant for 5000 $. It went like…..

Caller: (ina Desi voice..which I don’t fail to note..)Hello Ma’am , we are pleased to inform you that the govt. Of US has decided to give you a grant for 5000$.

Me: Huh!! Grant…whats a grant?? And why me??? I mean I am sure I didn’t tell anyone I needed money…( not that I would not accept money if I didn’t ask for it… ) Caller: Well Ma’am, you might have been paying your taxes on time for the past few years, so the Govt. wants to show its appreciation.. Me: Duh!! Is it …  ( by now I am sure this guy has either gotten the wrong number, or talking crap…since I had been in the US only 6 months..and obviously haven’t yet gone thru a single Tax cycle yet….) Caller: Give me your account details…so that we can transfer the amount…Me: ( pretending to believe the crap….) I don’t have an accnt..wld u do with my husband’s accnt details instead… Caller: Just a sec ma’am, while I consult with my supervisor…Then he assumes he has put me on hold… Caller: (to his supervisor..)  Abe!!! is ke pass account details nahi hain..kya kare…iske husband ka lele kya…Supervisor: Are nahi be…bol de ki kal call kar lenge…husband se baat karne… He gets back on line with me and lets me know that he will call and take my hubby’s details himself..i agree while trying to control my laughter… I haven’t yet heard from him after that …but hope to real soon…Such calls help keep the comedy section of my life alive… 

It’s actually this recipe that I got introduced to while on our honeymoon. So I guess you must be wondering, what I am doing taking cookery classes on my honeymoon. Thats not the case actually. You see, they say ” the way to a man’s heart is through his STOMACH…” . I do believe in this age old saying, and hence I got into learning this recipe for an exotic drink pretty famous in Kerala.

It’s Pretty simple, but trust me, it tastes just great. I bet you would have tasted the same with but another more common name of Banana Smoothie/ Shake. But then why allow the names to get into the way of enjoying it.

So here’s the recipe:

1 Ice cube tray of frozen milk

2  ripe bananas

4 tablespoons sugar

1/2 cup chilled milk

2 spoons bournavita

handful of cashewnuts

Blend all ingredients in the juicer, except for the frozen milk, which you add in for the final blend.

Do try it out when u got time, and if you get some more time, do help me try and figure out why its called by that name…:D