Brinjal recipe

Today I got a chance to try out a brinjal dish.I am jotting it down for my future reference:

Take small brinjals . Slice it longitudinally. Take 1/3rd amount of tomatoes and slice longitudinally. Take 1/4th amount of capsicum slice them as thin rounds. Heat a pan in medium heat. Add two spoons of live oil. After few seconds, add one spoon of ginger-garlic pasted.Add the sliced capsicums into it and let it cook for 2 min. Add sliced brinjals with one diced green chilli. Add few drops of wine vinegar and freshly grinded coarse black pepper powder . Add half soon of coriander and 1/4 spoon of red chilli powder.Mix it well.Keep the pan closed. Let it cook for 5 min in low heat. Add the tomatoes and salt to taste. Let it heat for another 7 min with lid .

Ready to be served..!

Some recipes

Today I was fortunate enough to have been able to try out some recipes. I don't quite know to which culture they belong to but I though I might as well pen it down 'coz I might forget.But the dishes came out kinda well:)

Salad:

Chop tomatoes -1 medium-sized capsicum 1/2,carrot-1,cabbage-small piece in small proportions.

Chop two garlics real small.Put all the vegetables in a bowl and add salt to season and drain(or drink) extra water.

Add vinegar,extra virgin olive oil, oregano to the bowl and mix well with some lemon juice.

Salad is ready to be served !

Grilled fish:

Chop half capsicum,1 green chilli and 6 garlic cloves into very small pieces.Add a pinch of turmeric,salt and chilli powder.Add few drops of wine vinegar.Take a microwave container.Put pieces of fish with extra virgin olive oil applied lightly on both sides.Roll it in the above mixture and put it in the container. Add a handful of peas,sweet corn, pieces of carrot and some cabbage on top of this.Add a spoon of olive oil as topping.Microwave for 5 minutes and mix it a little.Grill for another 7 minutes. Ready to server

Everyday is a new war

Everyday is a new war,

A war in armoured disguises,

Here amour lights the lamps of eyes,

Abhorrence those of despises,

In here poses fear a brazen battle,

A land to callous carnage,

In here kins close to pride and pain,

Dig burrows to poignant passage.

Ever man fights a new war,

A war against secret tears,

When he speaks through eyes,

And sings from heart , the song that no one hears.

a battle of the brave,a battle so naive,

A battle for a man's share,

Of love and life, peace and price,

That shall he carry till his grave !

Originally Written on 5th Mar 2005

Like the salt tang of the sea air,

Like the untouched wine in a virgin's hair,

Like the puerile wink in a lover's glare,

Like the honey spilt in a mother's care.

Like the tears of rainbow from a cloggy cloud,

Like the earthen smell of a wet earthen bowl,

Like a smile balked when your brows frown,

Like a dream dead with an early dawn.

Like those dreamy eyes that makes me sing,

Like the gelid love that makes me sink,

Like the elegant moon that shines all night,

And leaves at morn drowned in pride.

The Abandoned Room

In the abandoned room of my quaint home,

Sits with aplomb , the reticent ascetic,

With cobwebs dwelling around like tangled hopes,

And dishevelled disguises ,remnants of faces worn,

He ambles inside brooding and way worn,

He ambles inside agile ,affable and awesome.

I clear the debacle,clean up the vases,

And adorn it with flowers,

I open the windows, unlock the locks,

Let the sunshine sprawl on the floor.

He smiles,I smile back;We greet each other,

He looks at my rags and stitches a new dress,

And glares at my unkempt hair and makes it into a bun,

He touches my wounded self and alleviates the pain.

i look into those alluring eyes and breathe in bliss,

I skulk in the corner agog,

And watch him sing;

Like the rains in the wood,

He looked like a man in manhood.

It is dawn and I open my eyes,

The windows and open,the locks unlocked,

I probe and hear the depth in his voice,

I breath and envy the freshness in his smell,

I bear with tearful eyes the pilfered spell,

Of the stranger who came and left.

I am bruised by the spears of those insidious dark eyes,

Sunken by the spell of the gallant drunken smile,

Drenched in the aura of the abyss in the voice,

While smitten by the shot of the silent brooding pride.

He, adept a soul,watching me,smeared in my dreams,

Disguised in the pretence of despise,

Woven and worn for me to believe,

Copious with the silence of thunders,

Mocking at my obscure addled heart,

Sneering at my life to expirate me apart.

Tour De Nandi Hills

Recently , we had the opportunity to visit nandi hills early in the morning.With the support of lot of alarm clocks ,hand in hand with some strong sense of determination , we woke up at 3a.m and headed towards nandi hills. Contrary to our beliefs , there were many enthusiasts like us who showed as much determination , for nandi hills seemed like it was hosting a fair. We reached by 5 a.m to know that the ticket counter opens only at 6. The entry cost us an outrageous Rs.80. We got in at 6 am only to find that we had nature's call. We rushed to the "toilets" . Getting into the toilet itself was a terrible experience - totally soiled , without any water at all. It was written all over the place that plastic should not be used but there were heaps of plastic glasses thrown out of small shops , everywhere. The whole region was generously littered as though it has not been cleaned for years. There was no one to report to, no complaint registers. We had to rush back home after 30 minutes due to unavailability of toilets.

CHARIOTS OF THE GODS

Chariots of the Gods is the name of a book, I was fortunate enough to read recently.The book ,first published in 1970 ,was written by a man whose name I don't remember (maybe because I am a software Engineer ;-)).The book talks about really weird things , which I had never thought of before. For eg. it talks about the possibility of the war in Mahabharata ending in a nuclear explosion ,which might have destroyed almost the entire mankind.This made me google more on this topic and I found that a man named 'David Davenport ' has been into 12years of research to prove this.

Apparently the prehistoric and ancient civilizations like the Indus Valley and Egyptians even knew the technology to to create flying objects ,which they called 'vimana'.Hindu scriptures provide specific technical details on its construction and usage .

The author then goes on to say that mummification process came into existence because the Egyptians were informed by the Gods(or the Space Travelers) that years later the mummified bodies could be brought back to life.This , he equates to the technology that would in near future would be used to freeze astronauts so that they can be sent to distant planets like Mars.

Our author also goes to the extend of saying that homo sapiens came into existence by mating between ape like creatures on earth and space travelers. Bravo!!

I am currently half through the book named 'The Bermuda Triangle' and one of the apparent potential causes for the disappearance of hundreds of aircraft and ships is Space Travelers.Maybe like Calvin , I should put up a broad on the top of my terrace saying-
"UFOs LAND HERE"