Pinku-Enchanted Life

My current job profile takes me to Bombay (refuse to call it Mumbai, just doesn’t have the same ring) atleast once a month. During my visit in July I had to attend a program at Linking Road, Bandra which was to start at about 12 noon. The day however dawned with heavy rains and I had many a anxiety pang wondering if guests would come through the downpour. The outlet at Bandra Linking Road, opp KFC In order to at least ensure that I was there well in time as my hotel was also in Dadar (quite some distance from the venue) I left the moment the rain stopped for a moment and landed up near the venue at 9:30 in the morning only to realize that the venue doesn’t even open before 11 am. I wandered the street for a while, till the rains drove me to take cover. The nearest shop where I could spend some time turned out to be a patisserie called Theobroma. The signage looked interesting and the idea of a hot coffee and perhaps a croissant while watching the rain fall from a window seat seemed an

A three day weekend, nothing much to do, a hubby who thinks the only vegetable worth putting in his mouth is a potato and my weekly challenge of feeding him some veggies culminated in a Chinese style dish...whose highlight was the amount of vegetables that went into it. It went pretty well with rice and with bread and did its jobs of putting some veggies in the hubby’s tummy, so thought I should share it here as well. I usually do these food experiments and then forget what exactly I had done and then am at a loss when asked to repeat any of it – so am using the blog as a self note as well. Ingredients: For marination: Boneless chicken half kg,   Ginger paste 2 tbsp, vinegar 2 tbsp, soya sauce 2 tbsp and Tabasco 1 tbsp. Mixed all these well and let it rest for   4 hours. 3 medium size onions chopped into big chunks, 1 tbsp garlic, 250 gms each of tomato, capsicum, French beans and carrots, had fine cut the beans and carrots while the capsicum was cut into bigger slices. The tomatoes w

Faith, trust, believe…all old fashioned words that mean nothing in today’s world unless of course you participate in those five yearly races called elections. In which case these words just mean one thing – the vote bank. But that’s not the meaning I was talking about. I was talking about the kind on which forever after relationships are based. The kind which wise people know is far more important than love for love is fickle while faith stays true. That’s its nature. But then again I am talking of things past. Things that are obsolete and do not mean anything anymore.  Why do I say so you ask? I say this because around me I see the wreckage of human relationships; I see greed, lust and selfish interest guide people into higher and still higher levels of oblivion from the pain of those around them. How is it possible for people to negate everything that’s been done for them, whether by parents, friends, and siblings or spouses for something which even in their