Saturday, January 26, 2008

Philosophical Masala Dosai

Before reading this post , I would request u to read my other post on dosais. I relinquish my dosais fully . Especially masala dosais(MD) . The other day when I was munching my MD , I realised that eating MD was an art by itself !! yes ..i then started analysing how people ate their MD..To my excitement it did have a significant way in their way of life too ...
Let me put down my analysis ..
1)People who finish the dosai part and have the masala saved till the last moment. These people save a lot of money and use the money later.
2) People who are of the other kind . The ones who finish the masala first and slowly gobble the dosai part ..These are the people who dont care abt savings ..Spend and enjoy is their motto.
3)People who start from the middle and proceed to both ends..These are the people who like to get right to what they think is their best part of life.
4)People who eat the dosa making sure that the masala lasts forthe whole dosa.. These people are very rare. They plan their life systematically ..
mmm...these are my strange analysis ..Next time you eat dosai , i am pretty much sure
you would think abt this art of masala dosai and eat it carefully and not push it in your digestive tract..

Be careful ,eating Masala dosais reveals your character ..

-MD in Dosai Philosophy

Saturday, January 12, 2008

History Repeats

Nov 1 , we moved from 6 type in 4 th Avenue to 4 type in 5 th Avenue . New Apartment , new neighbors , new flat mates . New house excited me as it does to everyone . I was in Std 7 . It was a brand new flat in one end of the colony . Shifting the house was the best thing I liked then, as I would get an opportunity to travel in a Lorry . Though the lorry journey didn't last long , I enjoyed it thoroughly . Shifting was over over the weekend . Monday morning I was ready for the school . I used to board the bus in Second stop in the 3 street . My Bus stop didnt change as both the houses were in the vicinity of the same bus stop . As I was getting ready , mami from the second floor wanted to know the where abouts of the bus stop and where she would have to put her small daughter who was in 1st class then .
From that day , I used to accompany her to the bus stop . Monday mornings were the toughest . The small girl would cry and we used to cajole her to go to school . Invariably she used to be late and we used to run to the bus stop . My God , I was literally scared when I got a responsibility of accompanying another girl the next year . But being a good boy , I used to take care of both of them. 7 , 8 and 9 th class ... I think I did my job dutifully . 10 th class , I got my bicycle and thank God I started going to School by cycle and not by Bus . By then both these girls knew the route to the bus stop and I didn't have to accompany them to school . At least I didn't have to run every day to the bus stop :( .
20 years have gone by... The same family who stayed above us are moving to Hyderabad . They have rented a house in our apartment . But this time therez a small change , we are in the second floor and they are in the first floor. These people are new to Hyderabad .. The girl is working in a big time company . shez planning to commute to office by MMTS train . Should I accompany her to the office ? Will I be late to my office ? Does she still cry on Mondays to work ? Should we all coax her on Mondays to go to office ?
I was just a bit shaken, thinking about the famous adage "History Repeats " . It has almost repeated for me ...