Sunday Choices

Contrary to Saturday morning’s cloudiness, Sunday morning turned out to be cheery, warm along with the sunshine of the pre-winter sun. Being the die hard foodie I woke up with a smile on my face knowing that Sunday means special lunch day. Wohoooo !

I had my mind set on preparing the delectable Kosha Murgir Mangso aka Spicy Bengali Chicken Curry. And what could be better than a fresh chicken. So off I went to the nearby market. I entered my favorite shop and straightaway ordered chicken. As the shopkeeper was weighing the chicken I looked around his shop and my eyes settled on a basketfull of fresh, big, fat, luscious lobsters.  Aah! What more can a Bengali foodie ask for. But then I thought I had already ordered chicken and I can’t ask him to take it back. So, I took the chicken and after once last glance at the lobster went back home.

As soon as I reached home I called Mum and told her about the absolutely heavenly lobsters. She asked what was the price and as I told her she said that's very cheap. Keep the chicken in freezer for another day and go and buy the lobsters.

Chicken- Lobster …..

Lobster- Chicken….. choices. I hate choices especially when both the options are absolutely heavenly. At last after 15 mins of weighing all the pros and cons I finally decided – no lobster only chicken. The main reason of neglecting mum’s advice was that in non-veg I like to use only fresh raw material. So, keeping the chicken or lobster in freezer was an absolute no no.

But in some corner of my brain there remained a longing for lobsters and as time went by the guilt feeling of not buying those fresh cheap lobsters started  increasing. Whoever said choices gives room for more thought should also mention the guilt feeling it leaves behind. Well by then my self talk started going down the lane of absolute guilt of should/ shouldn't. And I started feeling sad…sad… sad and some more sad. Suddenly I thought why such negativity? Is not buying those lobsters is the real reason of my unhappiness or is it something else. After a bit of soul searching I found out that not only my mind was sad, my body was sad too. And the reason is that I hadn't been able to keep the promise to myself that I had already told you in yesterday’s post. Contrary to my promise yesterday I went to bed quite late and got up early depriving my body and mind of the much needed rest. So, after completing some chores I decided to take a nap for an hour. Thank God for Sunday.

As I woke up I was back into my normal self again and had finally managed to shelve away the lobster thought. I got out of bed and merrily started preparing  my special Sunday meal knowing that among all the choices I had, I finally chose to be Happy :)

What would have been your Sunday choice : Chicken or Lobster ?

Hope you had a lovely Sunday.

Foody Smile

Who doesn’t love to wake up in the morning enveloped in sunlight peeking quietly down the bedroom windows and the sweet chirrups of birds filling your ears. Well today was not such a day for me. It was a cloudy and a bit chilly morning here. So, leaving the warmth of blanket was one hell of a task. The snooze button was hit and a short nap of 15 mins was taken when again the alarm start ringing. Aaaaaaaah! Welcome to the new morning.

Since I had lots of works pending so I couldn't afford to hit the snooze button again and grudgingly got up promising myself that it will be an early night today. Would I be able to keep my promise? We will see.

After freshening up I started completing my work one by one. With the completion of each task my stomach started to growl a bit more in hunger. I don’t know why but I was determined that I will have my breakfast only after finishing all my work. Human mind develops nonsensical logics sometimes and I was the victim of one such logic today. Huh!

Somehow after 2 hours I completed all the work and by that time my stomach had started making the strangest noise ever heard and yet I had rotis (Indian flatbread) to make. 15 mins more and my breakfast was on dining table and I was ready to gobble up.

I took the first bite in my mouth and the humble roti sabzi (Indian flatbread and curry) felt better than the best dish of top restaurants and hotels. After  4-5 bites my stomach stopped making noise and got back into its digestion process like a howling baby who had been pacified with his favorite  toy. The person who said empty mind is a devil’s workshop should also add an empty stomach is the devil’s crown. My mind was blank and my body felt devoid of any energy, I couldn't do anything else, I couldn't think anything else and each and every cell was screaming give me food… food. That’s what hunger did to me.

After savoring the breakfast I  was smiling contently and started thinking how blessed I am to have food in my stomach. Thank You God for every morsel of food. I am happy today because I am blessed as I will go to bed with a full stomach. Smiling! :)

Cat Shit Happy

At last after 2 hours of intense mindboggling i finally started. And now i am stuck on the very first sentence... editing it!

Well this is the first time i am writing a blog and have already spent 2 hours searching how, where, when to create a blog. Ooh and the biggest question : what to write about. So, after all the soul searching, mind searching, body searching, environment searching etc etc i finally came to a decision. I will write everyday (hopefully) about Why Today I am Happy.

I know the topic seems a bit or maybe too much selfish. But i believe if i am happy then i can make you happy :)

Enough of my why who ooh aah. Now let me tell you why i am happy today.

I got up in the morning with a big smile on my face and light spring in my feet and the first thing i saw as i got out of my bedroom was that a white stray cat was sitting on the mattress of my guest room. I knew the cat quite well. Its somewhat of a stray cum pet cat for me. How it became a stray cum pet is another story which i will tell u someday. I opened the door and shooed it away. Then i went into the room where i worship and a pungent yucky smell of  hit my nose. I looked all around the room yet i couldn't find the source. And then it hit my eyes... the cat shit was laying just a feet away  from my God's Idol. That was the final blow. My mum and dad had been asking me not to let the cat enter my home but being the not-so-obedient child i had neglected their advice. But not anymore. I had a soft corner in my heart for this specific cat but today's shit and especially the place where it decided to take its dump, crushed my heart's corner and left my nose in extremely intolerable yucky smell. The decision: no cat would ever be allowed in this home ever again.

I know now you will ask me what is happy among all this cat shit mess. Well since i have decided that my home will be a cat-not-allowed zone, my parent are going to be happy that their not-so-obedient daughter had finally learnt her lesson and had decided to be obedient (only in this case for the time being. wink! wink!  ). Parent happy = Daughter happy. Case closed.

P.S. : If you are ever going to bring your pet cat in my home then please make sure that it won't shit and if  in doubt please make sure that it is wearing a diaper.