Sunday, September 28, 2003
Its 6am on a Sunday morning and I’ve decided I want to write something for my journal. I have not slept a wink….i think I could not sleep a wink. I was lying in my bed tossing and turning and I finally woke up to help my mom cook the chicken curry for the church carnival. You might be thinking what’s so special about cooking the curry…I mean I’m Indian and I eat curry aye. Well my mom rarely cooks curry using charcoal and that in itself is an occasion.
And we literally have an open fire in the house. Its always something about guys and open fires!!…laughs. its always reminds me of my grandma cooking in her old place. For every function she used to cook all the dishes with charcoal fires. The taste of the food is different and I guess it’s the whole getting down to building the fire…fanning…and cooking the food. the smell of the curries and the charcoal is intoxicating. And the best part about this all is I get to spend some time with my mom. I learnt everything about cooking from her.
I mean I don’t really know how long she or myself will be around. So doing stuff together like this is extremely special to me. I cant explain it…but I think cooking has got so many dimension to it. its like a magnet for so many things. It draws emotions that ppl seldom talk about and rarely express.
I guess that’s why I love cooking so much.
Hey if you love someone…but feel you cant tell them….that’s sad cause time waits for no man. If you have an activity that draws that loved one together without having any conflict and where emotions are not really speared. Take the time today to do that activity with your loved one. Cause nobody has to live with regrets.
Have a safe ride.
Ja Bless.
And we literally have an open fire in the house. Its always something about guys and open fires!!…laughs. its always reminds me of my grandma cooking in her old place. For every function she used to cook all the dishes with charcoal fires. The taste of the food is different and I guess it’s the whole getting down to building the fire…fanning…and cooking the food. the smell of the curries and the charcoal is intoxicating. And the best part about this all is I get to spend some time with my mom. I learnt everything about cooking from her.
I mean I don’t really know how long she or myself will be around. So doing stuff together like this is extremely special to me. I cant explain it…but I think cooking has got so many dimension to it. its like a magnet for so many things. It draws emotions that ppl seldom talk about and rarely express.
I guess that’s why I love cooking so much.
Hey if you love someone…but feel you cant tell them….that’s sad cause time waits for no man. If you have an activity that draws that loved one together without having any conflict and where emotions are not really speared. Take the time today to do that activity with your loved one. Cause nobody has to live with regrets.
Have a safe ride.
Ja Bless.
Thursday, September 11, 2003
testing...testing....testing......
