Hola...
I am still shaking with the news thats going all over the world. So many innocent people have lost their lives at prayer place, something I am still trying to come to terms. In the past one week , the world changed so much.
We were looking forward to the Easter weekend break due to various reasons. We were waiting to meet one of our old friend after a few years and hence we were excited. We were invited for actually two celebrations and the kids were elated. But the news of Sunday morning changed so many feelings and my emotions since then have been quite tumultuous.
We all love our festivals and festive time and such a tragedy is beyond our imagination. We ourselves have put questions on humanity and have stooped so low. The innocent people who were completely unaware of such a catastrophe shakes up my entire faith. The ones who survived do not know whether they will ever be able to lead a completely normal life. The barrenness of their minds and heart will only crave for death.
Until Saturday I was enjoying my friends visit and the weather. Sunday morning bartered my heart. My heart and thoughts go out for those innocent people who are perhaps till numb with pain. May the time heal your wounds with love. My prayers are with you all..
I am still upset and hence skipping today discussing about lunch box. I hope and pray you all lead a healthy life surrounded by love...
Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Tiffin Tales 98
Hola..
Subho Noboborsho or Happy Bengali New Year..
It was celebrated yesterday by all the Bengali's all over the globe. This day is also know as 'Poila Baisakh' of the first day of the month Baisaikh. A new calendar year starts on this day and we seek blessings from the Almighty and the elders of the family.
I learnt a bit from my grandmother and she told us this. One day Emperor Akbar called his astronomer Fatullah Shrazi to create a combinative calendar between Lunar Islamic calendar and Solar Hindu Calendar. So he came up with a name 'Fasal I shann. which means a year of good harvests. Gradually people started to adopt this thinking it will bring them a year full of good harvests and prosperity. Over the years this day gained more popularity and the Bengali calendar year bulged up.
This day the shopkeepers close all their previous credit accounts and start new registers. Goddess Ganesh and Lakshmi are worshipped and Bengali's feast on various delicacies. I have very fond memories of my growing years growing up amidst the festivities. New calendar neatly rolled with the help of a rubber band would be given to all the store customers. I remember me and my brother would wait for those calendars to check who had the better images and could hang that in front of our study table. I still have a calendar in my house even we use the phone to make appointments or check the dates.
I still follow the small rituals on the day even though nothing elaborate . I worship, make a good meal and call my family and relatives to seek their blessings. They cannot touch my head to bless me but their exciting voices are enough to comfort me that their love and blessings are always with me.
This morning My S wasn't interested in taking lunch. He wanted salad. So I made him a simple chicken salad with a simple dressing. I packed it cautiously so that the dressing doesn't mess up his lunch box. The snack box had a banana and a few strawberries and yoghurt..
Enjoy the day and most importantly enjoy the moments.
Subho Noboborsho or Happy Bengali New Year..
It was celebrated yesterday by all the Bengali's all over the globe. This day is also know as 'Poila Baisakh' of the first day of the month Baisaikh. A new calendar year starts on this day and we seek blessings from the Almighty and the elders of the family.
I learnt a bit from my grandmother and she told us this. One day Emperor Akbar called his astronomer Fatullah Shrazi to create a combinative calendar between Lunar Islamic calendar and Solar Hindu Calendar. So he came up with a name 'Fasal I shann. which means a year of good harvests. Gradually people started to adopt this thinking it will bring them a year full of good harvests and prosperity. Over the years this day gained more popularity and the Bengali calendar year bulged up.
This day the shopkeepers close all their previous credit accounts and start new registers. Goddess Ganesh and Lakshmi are worshipped and Bengali's feast on various delicacies. I have very fond memories of my growing years growing up amidst the festivities. New calendar neatly rolled with the help of a rubber band would be given to all the store customers. I remember me and my brother would wait for those calendars to check who had the better images and could hang that in front of our study table. I still have a calendar in my house even we use the phone to make appointments or check the dates.
I still follow the small rituals on the day even though nothing elaborate . I worship, make a good meal and call my family and relatives to seek their blessings. They cannot touch my head to bless me but their exciting voices are enough to comfort me that their love and blessings are always with me.
This morning My S wasn't interested in taking lunch. He wanted salad. So I made him a simple chicken salad with a simple dressing. I packed it cautiously so that the dressing doesn't mess up his lunch box. The snack box had a banana and a few strawberries and yoghurt..
Enjoy the day and most importantly enjoy the moments.
Friday, April 12, 2019
Tiffin Tales 97
Hola....
It's Friday again and most of us are thanking the universe probably. The weather played such a damper after those two bright days. The temperatures dropped down more than expected and we have wrapped ourselves again. This morning my S refused to go to school saying its winter again and I faked about spring. Poor him. I had to explain him that weather conditions change very quickly here and hopefully we should be back to spring weather soon.
This week we received a disturbing news. A friend of mine was discussing the other day that one of her neighbors had to go out of town along with his family. They had to take a flight for a couple of days owing to so function. As we all do, they got themselves a cab from their home to the airport instead of driving themselves. Now the twist is the cab driver apparently appeared to be a helpful and smiling guy who had a friendly chat all along to the airport. The family thanked him and payed him tip too for all the extra help with their luggage handling. When they received their destination and turned their phones on they were surprised to see a lot of missed calls from their neighbor friends. They hastily called and were flabbergasted with what they heard. The cab driver who picked them from their and dropped them at the airport went straight to their home to break their door with the intention of burglary. Some one suspected and it seems their house alarms went on too. This caused a panic and soon people realized something dubious. The man got caught. The family went almost benumbed thinking about the driver with whom they chatted a couple of hours back. It was both shocking and startling for them.
When I came to know I wondered how low we can go these days. We fake everything. Trusting is more complicated than raising children. We all have friends, some real, some virtual yet we don't know whom to trust. The family was sure to be shaken by this incident. Every time I learn about things like this I question myself, where are we heading towards? It shakes my beliefs and makes me question about humanity. It doesn't make me angry but makes me feel pitiable towards my surroundings where I cannot confide in anyone.
I hate to share these stories with my S but I still try to make him aware of the surroundings. I always ask him to smile more and trust less. Life is full of surprises but I always advice him to enjoy the pleasant ones and leave the ugly ones behind. Learn from them but do not carry them with you. Its Friday and it's pizza day for my S. His snack box had a banana, some slices of pears and a piece of small cake.
Enjoy your weekend folks and please spread more positivity around you.The world badly needs it...
It's Friday again and most of us are thanking the universe probably. The weather played such a damper after those two bright days. The temperatures dropped down more than expected and we have wrapped ourselves again. This morning my S refused to go to school saying its winter again and I faked about spring. Poor him. I had to explain him that weather conditions change very quickly here and hopefully we should be back to spring weather soon.
This week we received a disturbing news. A friend of mine was discussing the other day that one of her neighbors had to go out of town along with his family. They had to take a flight for a couple of days owing to so function. As we all do, they got themselves a cab from their home to the airport instead of driving themselves. Now the twist is the cab driver apparently appeared to be a helpful and smiling guy who had a friendly chat all along to the airport. The family thanked him and payed him tip too for all the extra help with their luggage handling. When they received their destination and turned their phones on they were surprised to see a lot of missed calls from their neighbor friends. They hastily called and were flabbergasted with what they heard. The cab driver who picked them from their and dropped them at the airport went straight to their home to break their door with the intention of burglary. Some one suspected and it seems their house alarms went on too. This caused a panic and soon people realized something dubious. The man got caught. The family went almost benumbed thinking about the driver with whom they chatted a couple of hours back. It was both shocking and startling for them.
When I came to know I wondered how low we can go these days. We fake everything. Trusting is more complicated than raising children. We all have friends, some real, some virtual yet we don't know whom to trust. The family was sure to be shaken by this incident. Every time I learn about things like this I question myself, where are we heading towards? It shakes my beliefs and makes me question about humanity. It doesn't make me angry but makes me feel pitiable towards my surroundings where I cannot confide in anyone.
I hate to share these stories with my S but I still try to make him aware of the surroundings. I always ask him to smile more and trust less. Life is full of surprises but I always advice him to enjoy the pleasant ones and leave the ugly ones behind. Learn from them but do not carry them with you. Its Friday and it's pizza day for my S. His snack box had a banana, some slices of pears and a piece of small cake.
Enjoy your weekend folks and please spread more positivity around you.The world badly needs it...
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Tiffin Tales 96
Holaaaaa...
I cannot contain my happiness because its a sunny day too. The warm rays and some gentle breeze is firing up everyone's spirits. Spring is here or should i say summer is almost here. This morning as i moved the curtains, I felt the first rays of sun hugged me to wish me good morning. Sunny days are mood lifters for sure. All through out the day I worked so much without an iota of dilatoriness.
I do not have any story or emotions to share today. All I can say or rather I want to soak up all the sun and spread sunshine wherever I go. A good weather is such a mood uplifter I must say. The past few weeks have been so full of heaviness and faineance that I strongly needed this dosage of sun shine. A light breakfast, tons of work, playtime with the kids at the park and tired feet. It's time to hit the bed with saying some words of gratitude for the wonderful time.
This morning I made mixed rice with vegetables and some paneer slices. I drizzled with some butter and he has happy to carry it. The snack box had some fruit slices, yoghurt and a small piece of wafer. I hope you all enjoy your present state and if not hang in there for the dark winter nights do not stay for ever...
I cannot contain my happiness because its a sunny day too. The warm rays and some gentle breeze is firing up everyone's spirits. Spring is here or should i say summer is almost here. This morning as i moved the curtains, I felt the first rays of sun hugged me to wish me good morning. Sunny days are mood lifters for sure. All through out the day I worked so much without an iota of dilatoriness.
I do not have any story or emotions to share today. All I can say or rather I want to soak up all the sun and spread sunshine wherever I go. A good weather is such a mood uplifter I must say. The past few weeks have been so full of heaviness and faineance that I strongly needed this dosage of sun shine. A light breakfast, tons of work, playtime with the kids at the park and tired feet. It's time to hit the bed with saying some words of gratitude for the wonderful time.
This morning I made mixed rice with vegetables and some paneer slices. I drizzled with some butter and he has happy to carry it. The snack box had some fruit slices, yoghurt and a small piece of wafer. I hope you all enjoy your present state and if not hang in there for the dark winter nights do not stay for ever...
Monday, April 8, 2019
Tiffin Tales 95
Hola...
Friends, how are you all doing? Spring or summer, I am sure a new weather has slowly stepped in bringing a change in our attires and moods. I went in to a small hiatus from blogging and now I am back. The weather change hit me quite badly and I was quite affected. It took me a couple of days to be the real me and then I had to fight the germs for my children too. The poor ones were knocked down too and as a mother I was fighting their germs and constantly soothing their abysmal moods.
When the germs left the spring vacation came. The clocks changed and we started to get more of daylight. It seemed as if we woke up from a deep winter slumber to welcome the spring sun. The break was appreciated by all. Children woke up later than the usual mornings and evenings were spent at the parks. Its still the season to wear the hoodies and light sweaters yet this weather is always delectable. During the break we went in and around our area and explored some new places and cuisine.
The break has certainly stimulated and reinvigorated us and now I am looking forward to the summer break. This morning its been a nice spring morning with the sun shining warmly and my children smiling to make my day brighter. My S wanted to have some chicken rice for his lunch and I made it. He usually eats less and making in lesser quantities is an art which I have learnt over the years. I have numerous episodes of making in large quantities and forcefully having it myself. I still do go over board at times but the measurements are now better registered. His snack had a few apple slices and some strawberries and a small pack of yoghurt.
I hope to be more regular now and catch you all soon...
Friends, how are you all doing? Spring or summer, I am sure a new weather has slowly stepped in bringing a change in our attires and moods. I went in to a small hiatus from blogging and now I am back. The weather change hit me quite badly and I was quite affected. It took me a couple of days to be the real me and then I had to fight the germs for my children too. The poor ones were knocked down too and as a mother I was fighting their germs and constantly soothing their abysmal moods.
When the germs left the spring vacation came. The clocks changed and we started to get more of daylight. It seemed as if we woke up from a deep winter slumber to welcome the spring sun. The break was appreciated by all. Children woke up later than the usual mornings and evenings were spent at the parks. Its still the season to wear the hoodies and light sweaters yet this weather is always delectable. During the break we went in and around our area and explored some new places and cuisine.
The break has certainly stimulated and reinvigorated us and now I am looking forward to the summer break. This morning its been a nice spring morning with the sun shining warmly and my children smiling to make my day brighter. My S wanted to have some chicken rice for his lunch and I made it. He usually eats less and making in lesser quantities is an art which I have learnt over the years. I have numerous episodes of making in large quantities and forcefully having it myself. I still do go over board at times but the measurements are now better registered. His snack had a few apple slices and some strawberries and a small pack of yoghurt.
I hope to be more regular now and catch you all soon...
Monday, March 18, 2019
Tiffin Tales 94
Hola...
I hope you all had a relaxing weekend and have already got a grasp of the new week. We all have that person in our lives who influences our thoughts and behaviors to an extent. Most of us without skipping a heart beat will say to be their mothers. Of course mothers are but i consider mothers to beyond any comparison. They are selfless made just with love and will go to any length to love and protect their children.
Lets talk about some other people who have influenced you or still are with their actions and work. They could be anyone from friends, relatives, anyone in the family or in the neighbor. we meet so many people over the years but a few people get etched in our minds slowly making space in our hearts.
I visit my memory lane very often and I keep thinking about a few people who shaped my thought process to an extent. I was fortunate enough to spend quality time with my paternal grandmother. She was one lady whom I consecutively remember. My entire childhood was spent around her and listening to the stories she would say each night. Most of those stories were repetitions yet we would enjoy them as if they were told for the first time. In our growing years we had limited access to television and there would be frequent power cuts. So she would cheer us up by those stories which i miss so much. My children have story books but the sheer joy of listening to grandmother narrating those is an invaluable experience for grandchildren I assume. The stories would be mostly about gods and demons, sometimes fairy's and what not. There was one story about lion and rose which she could never complete because she would regret she forgot it completely. I used to pester her to remember and i now feel guilty thinking how hard she must have tried to remember that.
She went to school for a few days and something happened she turned up. She was a voracious reader and would solve word puzzles smoothly till she passed away at the age of 92. She loved books and would go around in our neighborhood houses to enquire about any new book. Most of the families knew her deep love for books and would happily inform her about any new purchase. They would lend her the book thinking that she would keep it for a fortnight but she would surprise everyone by completing it in a week or so. The breakfast and lunch would get cold because she would be in another world, the world of books. My father would subscribe to local newspaper considering her love to read the editorials and solving the puzzles.
This morning in some way or the other I am thinking about her and somehow missing her. I know she is enjoying herself in the world of books and i do not want to disturb her. But she has deeply shaped my thoughts and its not just her memories but her impact too that i still her presence...
This morning my S wanted some 'paneer' rice for his lunch box. I grated some paneer, added some peas and shredded carrots along with mild spices added to rice. It was a complete meal in itself and quite filling too. His snack box had a small medley of fruits today along with yoghurt..
Have a wonderful week and if you would like to share any such memory please share...
I hope you all had a relaxing weekend and have already got a grasp of the new week. We all have that person in our lives who influences our thoughts and behaviors to an extent. Most of us without skipping a heart beat will say to be their mothers. Of course mothers are but i consider mothers to beyond any comparison. They are selfless made just with love and will go to any length to love and protect their children.
Lets talk about some other people who have influenced you or still are with their actions and work. They could be anyone from friends, relatives, anyone in the family or in the neighbor. we meet so many people over the years but a few people get etched in our minds slowly making space in our hearts.
I visit my memory lane very often and I keep thinking about a few people who shaped my thought process to an extent. I was fortunate enough to spend quality time with my paternal grandmother. She was one lady whom I consecutively remember. My entire childhood was spent around her and listening to the stories she would say each night. Most of those stories were repetitions yet we would enjoy them as if they were told for the first time. In our growing years we had limited access to television and there would be frequent power cuts. So she would cheer us up by those stories which i miss so much. My children have story books but the sheer joy of listening to grandmother narrating those is an invaluable experience for grandchildren I assume. The stories would be mostly about gods and demons, sometimes fairy's and what not. There was one story about lion and rose which she could never complete because she would regret she forgot it completely. I used to pester her to remember and i now feel guilty thinking how hard she must have tried to remember that.
She went to school for a few days and something happened she turned up. She was a voracious reader and would solve word puzzles smoothly till she passed away at the age of 92. She loved books and would go around in our neighborhood houses to enquire about any new book. Most of the families knew her deep love for books and would happily inform her about any new purchase. They would lend her the book thinking that she would keep it for a fortnight but she would surprise everyone by completing it in a week or so. The breakfast and lunch would get cold because she would be in another world, the world of books. My father would subscribe to local newspaper considering her love to read the editorials and solving the puzzles.
This morning in some way or the other I am thinking about her and somehow missing her. I know she is enjoying herself in the world of books and i do not want to disturb her. But she has deeply shaped my thoughts and its not just her memories but her impact too that i still her presence...
This morning my S wanted some 'paneer' rice for his lunch box. I grated some paneer, added some peas and shredded carrots along with mild spices added to rice. It was a complete meal in itself and quite filling too. His snack box had a small medley of fruits today along with yoghurt..
Have a wonderful week and if you would like to share any such memory please share...
Friday, March 15, 2019
Tiffin Tales 93
Hola...
We have reached almost at the end of the week. It's been drizzling since morning and i didn't get proper time to have my breakfast today.
Since it rained almost the entire last night , this morning we all found ourselves running to beat the clock and get things done on time. In my last post i had excitedly shared about going out for walking since its spring weather. Darn, the rains haven't stopped after that. The weather took a sharp turn after that.
It's been quite sometime that I have been home and taking 'good' care of everyone. At times i miss 'myself' especially my childhood. I realize a lot better with time how fun it was to be around parents with so less responsibilities. At times i feel sitting down with my parents would have been the best therapeutic thing for my soul. I remember my red polka dotted dress which my mom had stitched for me and i would twirls in that. She had stitched so many dresses for me but that red dress still remains etched in my mind. There was never a dull day in my childhood. There were meltdowns but all in all when i look back it was nothing less than a magical childhood free from the clutches of gadgets. I guess our television would have conked off i watched even the amount of time my S watches his games. We had tons of outside play time and less of indoors. The rains would stop us but then the boys would enjoy playing football in the rains. For them it was another level of excitement to get drenched and keep playing.
I can keep writing and writing but my neighbor friend just came in and my train of thoughts have been derailed. She came to ask for milk because her can of milk has gone bad. She will probably go tomorrow to get some more as its pouring outside now. This morning I made my S some mixed vegetable 'paratha'. Please do not ask about the vegetables, it was a medley and i do not think you will appreciate the combination. His snack box had some pear slices, and a small packet of chips.
I leave some thoughts for the next week but i hope you all enjoy the weekend and take ample rest. Eat, sleep, watch movies and if possible repeat...Till then Happy Weekend
We have reached almost at the end of the week. It's been drizzling since morning and i didn't get proper time to have my breakfast today.
Since it rained almost the entire last night , this morning we all found ourselves running to beat the clock and get things done on time. In my last post i had excitedly shared about going out for walking since its spring weather. Darn, the rains haven't stopped after that. The weather took a sharp turn after that.
It's been quite sometime that I have been home and taking 'good' care of everyone. At times i miss 'myself' especially my childhood. I realize a lot better with time how fun it was to be around parents with so less responsibilities. At times i feel sitting down with my parents would have been the best therapeutic thing for my soul. I remember my red polka dotted dress which my mom had stitched for me and i would twirls in that. She had stitched so many dresses for me but that red dress still remains etched in my mind. There was never a dull day in my childhood. There were meltdowns but all in all when i look back it was nothing less than a magical childhood free from the clutches of gadgets. I guess our television would have conked off i watched even the amount of time my S watches his games. We had tons of outside play time and less of indoors. The rains would stop us but then the boys would enjoy playing football in the rains. For them it was another level of excitement to get drenched and keep playing.
I can keep writing and writing but my neighbor friend just came in and my train of thoughts have been derailed. She came to ask for milk because her can of milk has gone bad. She will probably go tomorrow to get some more as its pouring outside now. This morning I made my S some mixed vegetable 'paratha'. Please do not ask about the vegetables, it was a medley and i do not think you will appreciate the combination. His snack box had some pear slices, and a small packet of chips.
I leave some thoughts for the next week but i hope you all enjoy the weekend and take ample rest. Eat, sleep, watch movies and if possible repeat...Till then Happy Weekend
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