What's cooking?

It has been a long long long time since I blogged. I owe a bit of it to the hectic schedules at workplace and now at home too. Being a working woman cum housewife is a real big challenge. I have respect for all the women who have managed both effortlessly.

My cooking experiments have started. To be honest, I didn't know the 'a,b,c,d,....' of cooking like most girls of my generation. I was really getting worked up thinking how to go about it. I knew to make omelette, tea and coffee. That's it and I wasn't proud of it. I know of teenagers, even school-going kids who were more knowledgeable than me when it came to cooking. I wasn't interested in cooking. I used to think cooking is not my cup of tea. But the turn of events, fate or whatever you call it compelled me to enter the kitchen. If you have a mom who is a housewife and who is also a very pampering, protective mom, you would end up being like me. No, am not putting the blame on my mom. As I said before, I was not at all interested in cooking and stuff.

Having read somewhere, the way to your man's heart is through his stomach, I was kind of jittery. I wanted to cook well and really well so that I could keep my husband in good spirits. The biggest challenge for me was that he was a really good cook (a specialist in non-veg dishes). His mom too cooks well. Even after one year into our marriage, I hadn't cooked any delicacies for him and that's when he got a transfer to the same place that I work. And that paved way for me to enter the kitchen.. Sigh! But, that gave me an insight into my own abilities in cooking. To say that I was flabbergasted would be an understatement, because I realized I do have the skills to make something tasty. Be it the small dishes with which I started or the more complicated dishes that I mastered over the course, I did make things that were good, palatable and even I started enjoying the stuff that I made. It was actually a welcome change from the hostel food that I was having for past two years in AVVP. Now, I am not bragging about my culinary skills,but I am surprised.

So things which one thought were impossible earlier, can be made possible. This sure did enhance my confidence. I became a bit proud. Hubby has given various compliments for the things I made in the last eight months. I am happy. I was happy to discover this hidden skill of mine :) A colleague once said, it runs in my genes. My mom is an excellent cook. My Grandpa's favorite hobby was cooking. But I have not reached anywhere near them. Am still in the learning and experimenting mode. But I do sometimes feel lazy as well. Just the thought of surprising him with delicacies for the dinner, kind of motivates me. Yes, I do sound at times like a traditional Indian wife :D.

Dedicated to the "Vicious circle"

Work, work, and more work :(

It has been ages since I posted something on my blog. Life has been through a roller-coaster ride since my last blog entry (I got married!! I got a good promotion!! I love my job... Of course, I love my sweetheart more!!! I enjoy my work.. My sis is getting married :o and many more stuffs) Life is like that... At the end of the day, I am happy...

I love to write. But I'm too lazy. I, sometimes pen down my thoughts in a diary. But that too is very rare. I want to do a lot of things. But I am doing a very few things. Basically, I am damn lazy........
I know it. But I am not doing anything to change my lethargic nature. And doing nothing is pestering me.
Well, as of now I prefer my style of writing to be like that of  Albert Camus or Beckett of the Absurd genre of literature.

Am tired.

These are the ramblings of a poor soul at the end of the day she worked the most in the last few years!!!!

PS: Am sane..totally..just found a light way of coming back to my blog... Would love to come back often!!! :))

The 'Low' Episode

Well, back again with a bang!!!

:D ..My own attempts at making my blog entry a little dramatic... A blog with practically no readers but myself needs some self-boosting. But I love this, my blog and its uniqueness- In the sense that I am recording my thoughts in this blog of mine which could be read by some dear and close friends to whom I have shared the link. Though I don't have any regular readers to my blog, it is good. I am in love with my own blog :-) :-o I guess that's called 'pygmalionism.'

Now, coming to my title The 'Low' Episode. Yes, let me explain a little here. It refers to my bouts of low BP tendencies in the past two or three weeks. This low BP episode has become the talk of my colleagues the moment they see me around. The various and numerous advices and suggestions I have been receiving for the past few weeks to increase my BP to its normal -stable level has been tremendous and humongous!!! I mean whenever I meet a colleague or friend of mine who knows about this low BP episode of mine would start giving me suggestions on improving my diet. So much so that now I can advise anyone on the diet for a person with low BP.

To make it clear, it all started with a fainting episode one early morning (few weeks back) followed  by a BP check-up which showed it to be very low. After that incident, whenever I feel dizzy and tired in the middle of the day or in the evening or at times, in the morning itself, I just walk into the clinic in our campus and just get my BP checked by the nurses there. Every time, I get to see a wrinkled brow, a frown, or some strange not-so-fine expression on their faces. They would ask me, "Hey, you don't eat or what? Have lime juice with salt in it!!! Eat loads ma..Have fruits...take care..Have food from canteen".. so on and so forth. After checking a few times, I just stopped going there. Even when I feel dizzy or tired. I would just try my own methods to increase my BP and guess at times I succeed too.

After a few bouts of self-treatment I fell sick again. I mean veryyy low BP this time and finally decided to get home and be done with a thorough medical examination. Well, Dad was summoned as I wasn't allowed to travel alone. Poor Dad, with two daughters, always on wheels to fetch us, drop us, accompany us wherever, whatever and whenever. It feels good to be in the warm security of our dear and near ones. But quite often I do feel guilty for troubling them. Can't help it. I mean in our place a woman can't travel alone after 6pm. We can't take chances by traveling alone early in the morning before sunrise. If we do, then we would be nothing more than the hot topic of discussion in the next day's newspapers and TV channels. People from Kerala will understand why???

Well, coming back to the "Low Episode". I got a thorough medical check up -- blood tests, X-Ray, ECG, Scanning and what not. Spent four thousand bucks. And the results: I'm perfectly ok. No solid reason could be found out for the bouts of Low BP except that my pleasure of skipping my meals and breakfasts of and on was the villain. And Yes, I don't have enough Calcium in my body. I was prescribed to take Ca tablets for a month!

So here goes my anecdote, the low episode of my life! Hopefully bored my readers to death!