Pistachio Hummus.

Today, Ma has made pistachio hummus with fried chicken cutlets and lettuce leaves. The hummus she made are simply superb. After eating it, I couldn’t control myself and asked her for another one.

Ma gave me two more hummus and I have kept one in reserve so that I can relish it later on.

I will write later on that why I have called it “pistachio hummus”.



The Dancing Crow.

flight of black bird above tree

Crows can fly, crows can kaw. They can do a lot of things; but have you ever seen a crow dancing? It isn’t a very hard fact to find.

Crows are by default and by nature good scavengers. But unknown to all, they are the choosiest of birds. Be it food, be it class or be it dance, they have a class.

A loudspeaker was blaring quite near to my home and a peppy song was being played on it.

Few crows were sitting on a lamppost. It didn’t see as if they were bothered by the music. Soon, they flew away to another place but one remained behind.

We kept on observing that crow. At first we couldn’t believe our eyes. With every beat it was tapping its feet and its wings would flap in a pattern of one two one two.

It kept on dancing till the music ended and then giving its own head a scratch, it flew away.

Any creature which has God’s light in it will definitely have a rhythm and understanding of music. Otherwise small babies wouldn’t fall asleep as soon as their mothers’ sing them a sweet and nice lullaby. No animal would ever calmed by any soothing music. If you play flute to a baby calf, then it will put its head in a resting position and listen quietly to the music without being disturbed about anything.

The crow came back once more and did a flip dance just for us and took a bow and then flew straight to a place where my friend could guide and help him.

person in brown skirt doing ballet

It was truly a graceful dance. Much like a perfect Russian ballet.



The Singing Bird In the Morning Light.

This morning I woke up to a beautiful tune being sung by a small bird. It was as small as a sparrow, but its wings were yellowish brown and they had a golden tinge. The morning sun, which was now spreading its light, made the bird happier and perching on a lamppost, it started singing more and more happily and the tune was so melodious, it felt as if someone was playing a flute early.

photo of ripe mangoes

The bird kept singing till it flew to a nearby mango tree and sat on a branch and kept on nibbling a mango. I waited for more than ten minutes for it to sing another tune, but I think that it went to sleep after having those delicious mangoes.

adult architecture dome facial expression

From now on I would definitely keep a lookout for the bird early in the morning.

I felt as if that particular bird was blessed by Lord Krishna Himself, as such music cannot be produced without his grace. The beauty of the tune cannot be explained by words.




Running a Mile without shoes.

A man aged about forty five to fifty years of age would run for a mile everyday. His run would begin at six thirty am and the place from where he would start his daily routine was a desolate place.

So, every morning when I would be buying “so called fresh” vegetables from the vegetable vendor, exactly at the same moment he used to cross that vegetable vendor’s shop.

Now, a few days back, as I was buying the veggies, I saw him running barefooted, and on seeing my expression, the vegetable vendor told me-“He is our boss.He own this shop and is running barefooted because his doctor had advised him to run without shoes, so that his leg muscles become stronger. He wants to run in a marathon.

After a few days I went to buy a few vegetables, when the vegetable vendor on his own, told me that his boss’s leg had developed big red sores as he had run for a mile without shoes on a dusty hilly road and now was sitting inside the shop and managing the cash counter. When I went to pay the bill, indeed it was the man who used to go for a run every morning. Had this incident not happened, then I would have not known that he was the owner of the vegetable store. Turned out he was a big shot graduate from some big foreign university, but couldn’t make head or tail out of it. At the end he followed his father’s profession and opened a big grocery store with a small vegetable shops. He was planning to open more and more stores now; but that plan has been kept on hold till his legs get better.

Happy Running. Who knows? Maybe running a mile or some barefooted might result into something else other than losing weight.



Roasted Peanuts With Tea.

This morning, we had roasted peanuts with tea. Peanuts when roasted to perfection turn out to be wonderful and when eaten they are the tastiest and the crunchiest food to eat.

Ma had also made sandwiches with garlic with fine potato crisps in between,  but today, I preferred the peanuts over them and the tea was simply out of the world.


shallow focus photo of orange ceramic mug on white saucer

club sandwich served on chopping board

Hope that I can have such beautiful and wonderful breakfast each and every day.