What a Woman!

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for every time that she gets an untoward look.

being judged for her choice of clothes.

frowns she receives.

her unorthodox opinions.

categorically expected to cover her body.

restrictions drawn upon her.

intentions to contain her escalation.

strengthen her more than ever.

she’s got the grit, the POWER, passion.

she’s relentless and unrestrained.

she’s INDEPENDENT. she’s fierce.

her BELIEF breeds on its self.

CONVICTION propels her every action.

about critics she can’t help care less.

barriers she defies, indifference to convention.

she doesn’t give a damn.

she never has.

she’s INFINITE in her potential.

for the INDIVIDUALITY she manifests, she’s bold and beautiful.

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God guide the lost

And I dream on. Unbridled. As I always have- since a little child and till date. But with a difference. Standing somewhere a testimony to the agonizing ‘getting real with age’. When I was small, I had the liberty to fantasize myself. It was all well and accomplishable. I felt like the chosen one- who was born to be so. That thought would make me feel special.

Today, i’m past the leverage allowed to a child. i’m older and find myself at a crossroads. Plethora of options lies ahead for me. Which one would I choose, rather- what option would come embrace me?

Inspire me O God, send a sign from above, a hint in the person I meet today. In the depths of my father’s aspirations- do my answers lie? Is it the experiences which would have me enriched? Such a lovely thought to believe in. take me on an exploration into my being. Help me unearth my passionate longings, my innate colors.

Plunged am I in a self discovery of sorts. Guide me when I digress into what’s not meant to be mine. Save me from self pity when certain paths close their doors, for I know there will be some. Give me the strength then. Bless me with courage if I am to dream like I do. I’ve heard not –of success coming knocking on one’s door. I’ve learnt in fact- of achievement traded for comfort. Strengthen me to take such risks. I fear the comforts of complacency might obscure the true potential I seek. But Let me not fear challenges- neither real nor surreal. For, I’m a dreamer, dream I must!

brown boots

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The changing seasons bring with them a specific set of mind set to our lives. A particular pair of clothes, a typical mood- luxuries of winter sun, sweet breeze of summer evening, autumn gloom or joyous summer bloom. Winds of change, cyclicity of nature- that goes round comes around. avatars of myself manifest themselves in accordance with the seasonal transition. Till the time they come alive at the needful hour, they lye hibernated within lofts somewhere. Out of access. As the time approaches, I bring them into the light of life, bathe them in blazing sunlight and ready them for their shift of job. Myself, slipping into nostalgia as to the last time that they adorned me- the time I’ve lived and come past. Some sweet, some not so. Wondering what new shall we witness this time round. Together.

Some things seem tailor made for ‘you’. They make one feel like it’s a part of them after all. The size, the color, the timing of you having found it or the person who bought it for you.

One such partner is- My beautiful pair of brown boots. My pride. They’ve earned admiring glances/sighs and lots of “where’d you get these!!?”

For long my boots were a prized possession. No matter what ever new footwear I bought, these would never lose their charm. My mother got them custom made for me from the beautiful hill station of Ooty. After years of having known this, one day- my mother and I sat remembering the scenic valleys and the mesmerizing place that Ooty was when we lived there. She recalled the guy who made me the boots.

It turned out that in the days when my mother lived there as a child with my grandparents, she and her sisters would get aristocratic shoes made from the same family of cobblers who made Me the pair. The cobbler was my tasteful nana’s (grand pa) find. Who preferred getting his beautiful daughters –custom made pretty shoes over readymade footwear. The memory of the same breathes fresh in my mom’s mind. Recollecting the thoughts of her growing up days –they set the benchmark of a life of comfort. She feels nostalgic and content.

That is how when years later she found herself with Her daughter in the same breathtaking valleys, she decided to set my benchmark-of a life of luxury. As a tribute to the tradition, begun by her father.

so, this time round when winters approached- I took my boots out realizing that their value is so much more than it was ever made out to be. they’re a legacy, a family tradition. and together we look forward to this winter.

Rich Anniversary cake

it was time to celebrate and reasons were more than one. first, it was my parents’ 23rd anniversary and second, our first car (Dhanno as we call it) completed 1 lakh (100,000) km of travel. now given the milestones achieved, it sure called for a party! that is how- this cake came about and earned the ‘best cake i’ve ever baked’ award. mind you, I’m into baking for the last 3 years. finally, a delicacy to my credit that earned so much appreciation! so here it is -the recipe of this Must try Rich Anniversary cake!

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Rich Anniversary Cake

the preparation of this starts at lest 2 weeks in advance. soak dry fruits (almonds, raisins, prunes, cashews, dried dates, figs,walnuts) in rum. keep mixing the ingredients every alternate day and add more rum until completely soaked.

after a week’s time add fresh dates to the soaked mixture and add rum.

cake igredients

dry fruits

refined flour- 1 1/4 cup

castor sugar- 1 cup

sugar- 1/2 cup

eggs- 3 medium

baking powder- 1 tsp

baking soda- 1 tsp

vanilla essence- 2 tsp

orange rind from 1 large orange

rum- 3/4 peg

butter- 100 gm (1/2 cup)

oil- 1/2 cup

black current preserve/jam – 1 tbspn

ginger candies- 5-6

method:

beat butter and castor sugar.

add oil and beat again.

add eggs with vanilla essence one by one and beat.

grate orange rind into the mix and beat.

sieve refined flour, baking powder and bk soda into the mix.

add the soaked dried fruits + ginger candies + black current preserve.

mix it.

add rum.

time:

bake for 30-40 minutes at 180 degrees C in the OTG.

serve ! indulge! celebrate!

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Our Global Village

on the basis of this essay, I was chosen to participate in the Indo-Dutch collaborative programme between our University and the Hogeschool Utretcht University of Applied Sciences, The Netherlands. henceforth- it was a learning experience where I made memories of a lifetime.

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ALL THE WORLD’S A VILLAGE

Or so we think? Wish we had? Or living in one global village already? These are questions one would least ponder over- let alone conceive. When my day starts with a bowl of AMERICAN Quaker Oats in the day to the Omelet I prefer SPANISH style. From the Beverly Hills T shirt and Marks and Spenser jeans teamed with my Desi Kohlapuris – am I not testimony to inhabiting a ‘global village’? Indeed. This routine of life is ingrained in the fabric of societies the world over to the extent that one never pauses to appreciate the metamorphosis of the world into one global village.  That the likes of Delloite and KPMG are pursued adroitly by me and fellow graduates alike as hot job options is telling of the fact that boundaries across the world seem to be erasing .with options (opportunities) galore  that this scenario promises , one has all the reason to be optimistic and revel in the glories of such a world. But as the saying goes- All the world lives in two tents- content and discontent, the jury is out on the implications of this phenomenon of globalization.

Opponents of this new world order contest ‘westernization’ of indigenous cultures and ‘eroding’ of values caused therefore. The all consummate western influence in the ‘global village’ is blamed as an advertent consequence of the hegemony of the developed part over the rest. If all the world began speaking the same language, wearing similar kind of clothing and thinking alike- what room would it leave for diversity and what about innovations?  This is the skeptic picture one can paint.

Verdict- Globalization –like a coin with twin sides –good or bad whichever is the reality of the world today. the rationale behind it however must be humanitarian welfare in all cases.

Ttanesha Chaudhary

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