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Wednesday, February 21, 2018


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Man and nature are inseparable. Man’s relatedness to nature corresponds to his evolution through various stages of development for millions of years. His first refuge from the threatening elements was under the canopy of mammoth forests. The forest cover fulfilled his basic needs for survival.  Man kept on evolving slowly and steadily. How man reached the present state falls under the realm of history.

Wheat fields on the side of a highway
Greenery i.e. plant life is the major part of our blissful life endowed to us by nature. Life without the magical presence of green world around us is unthinkable. It is the backbone of our lives. Green crops feed us with their nutritious grains.  Green vegetables provide us with the necessary vitamins needed for our mental and physical growth. Green fruit plants bless us with their sweet and luscious fruits.

Trees standing stately in our midst clean the air we breathe. They help in balancing the ecosystem. Trees care for the safety of the avian families. Birds entertain us with their interesting sounds. Insects stay in the lap of plants. We keep wondering, how these tiniest wee bits can produce those stunning noises. 

Flowers after rain-washed nights steal our hearts away. Their lush green shoots soothe the eyes. A blade of green grass glimmering in morning light topped with its pearly dewdrop captivates our senses. The freshly mowed lawn attracts hordes of bird families. What a delight it is to watch their joyful chirps as they eagerly search for grubs! Branches of trees thickened with new leaves swing merrily in the breeze during spring. Theirs is a unique inspiration that can never be replicated.

This green repertoire of nature reflects immense life lessons. Nature has its own indivisible laws. Like life itself, it does not move continuously uphill. It has its breaks and setbacks. Winter of nature as of life is bleak. Plants seem withered. Trees look like skeletons shorn of leaf. Yet soon spring arrives with it magical apparel of freshness, new tender shoots and wraps the world in its green sheen and beauty. Likewise, in life obstacles and despair invade us suddenly and leave us heart broken. If we have faith in ourselves, we can overcome difficulties with patience and sincere efforts.

Plants as nature’s representatives follow a decisive rhythm. The flow of automatic change of seasons vouches for this spontaneous activity. Vegetation has the gift of resilience. This quality in itself gives us a lesson of hope. However bad a situation is, it will get resolved. Plants are our allies. Their bounties to the human race are free.

Let’s act responsibly towards nature. If pushed to the wall by man’s greed and selfishness, it mighty rebel.

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Thursday, February 15, 2018


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Continuing with my food trail, I thought I should bring center stage the lesser known plants and herbs, which are powerhouses of wellness but were ignored for long. Such wonders do require resurrection.

(In my write up, I’d be using the word 'Methi' for Fenugreek leaves.)

In this category, I'd place F for fenugreek leaves (methi). In my parents' household, my mother would cook methi with potatoes during winters as a routine. Once a week that is. It flourished in our kitchen garden. It is another matter that her children showed no inclination to eat it, because of its sharp and slightly bitter taste. Children anywhere in the world act squeamishly when parents cajole them to eat something hardly appetizing but considered good on other accounts. Amusingly have children ever cared about 'other accounts?’ 

However, dear mother's culinary ingenuity would make us eat the yesterday's preparation in an indirect manner. She would knead the cooked methi in wheat flour and make paranthas for breakfast, served with sweet and creamy homemade curd. The bitterness neutralized, the olfactory element enhanced, the green textured paranthas used to be delicious. Sometimes she would knead the stuff in maize flour and make rotis. The taste of hot Makki di roti with melting butter on it used to be heavenly.  

Over the years, after myriad experiments, interactions with friends, I learnt about doable extensive uses of methi with interesting results. The exercise strengthened my culinary repertoire no doubt.

New researches have shown that fenugreek leaves and seeds have multiple health benefits and should be consumed in some form or the other.

In Indian cuisine, its leaves or seeds have been extensively used in various preparations for ages. Only in our modern avatar of fast foods coupled with the paucity of time it has been somewhat relegated to a lowly position. 

However, slowly it is regaining its rightful place in the food fraternity.

Here are some of the dishes we prepare with Methi:

1. Methi with potatoes cooked as a vegetable dish.

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2. The real Indian curry, we prepare with black gram flour and curd, which gets its green look and mouthwatering aroma with finely cut methi leaves lightly roasted with Tadka. When fresh methi is not available seeds or dry leaves are substituted.

3. Indian style chicken cooked with methi leaves.

4. Cauliflower vegetable dish cooked with some methi leaves to aid its digestive process.

5. Methi pakoras and tikki fried after mixing with black gram flour.

 Some of the accepted benefits of consuming methi, I will briefly list below:

 1. Its regular consumption is said to reduce inflammation in the body, which causes many health issues.

2. Its water-soluble fiber aids digestion and reduces constipation and other internal inflammations.

3. Its use promotes heart health. It reduces cholesterol and triglycerides in the arteries.
4. Methi is the repository of most of the essential minerals and vitamins. It is a source of protein and carbohydrates as well.

In conclusion, one can say that methi is a wonder plant. If its consumption can reduce the number of countless pills we pop up as part of our routine, then why not try this.

Dear ladies, it is just an initiation or an introduction to exploring something healthy. Search the Internet. You can find the treasures of knowledge about it.  It’ll amaze you.

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Wednesday, February 7, 2018



There was a time when I’s a lot interested in cooking. My colleagues in the Home Science department of our college taught me how to bake cakes, prepare selected popular snacks, and various puddings. I loved trying all those recipes on Sundays and enjoyed my successes in the culinary art.  But that was a long long time back. In fact, so much has changed since then that fancy cooking has already been shone the door. Those experiences stay as a distant memory today.

Now I cook what is nutritious and easy on the digestive system. A sensitive gut doesn’t allow the luxury of carefree eating. Yet I thought let me talk about food and that too about the incredible egg.

This longish prologue to the post is because I have chosen E for egg to develop my narrative upon for this week. Why the word “Egg” you may ask.  My response would be that I love eggs. I’m still a good cook and my curiosity and zest for experiments are intact.

Eggs are a reservoir of vitamins and minerals.  They contain high-quality protein and are light on the stomach. To cap it all, an egg is so versatile and adapts to all types of cuisines globally. The bonus part is that they are cheap.

I cook them for breakfast almost every day. I also prepare a couple of side dishes for lunch/ dinner, when unexpected guests arrive. I’m going to share how I cook eggs differently as a routine. Here it goes.


This is my favorite and so easy to cook. On medium heat grease your nonstick pan. Break the egg carefully into the pan, and cook until the edges become brown. If you do not like the runny yoke, then turn it upside down and after a minute or two slide it on a toast or plate. Sprinkle salt and pepper and there it goes into enjoyable bites.


I cook omelet when I decide to make stuffed paranthas. No more than once a week to break the monotony. Most of the time, while beating an egg, I add finely chopped fresh coriander leaves, onions and a green chili, salt, and pepper into the mixture.  Pouring the stuff onto the sizzling oil/butter in the pan on slow heat is a mouthwatering sight.

It is the easiest way to eat an egg. Put the egg in the boiling water for about four minutes. Remove and let it cool. Peel the shell gently starting from the larger top downwards. Cut it into two halves or into round pieces. Sprinkle salt and pepper and lap it up. To prevent it from breaking in the water, make sure that the egg is at room temperature.


The healthiest way to consume an egg is this one. Lower the egg in the boiling water for two minutes with the kitchen timer. Remove. Let it stand until it is still comfortably warm from the outside. Place it in a little eggcup or hold it in your left hand. Daintily break large enough part of the upper portion of the egg to allow insertion of a spoon. Scoop the insides with a teaspoon. A soft-boiled egg retains its nutritive value intact. And it gets digested so easily.


Cooking an egg is always simple and scrambled egg is no exception. Even my granddaughter (yet to be a teen) knows how to cook it.

Have all the condiments ready.  Place the spatula near at hand.  Oil the pan evenly on medium flame. Break the egg into the pan, add salt etc. Stir and mix well. It is done very quickly. Be careful to remove the pan when the stuff is still moist.


I needed to have an image of the poached egg. The best option was to prepare one. Therefore, I tried it today with a very good result. The method is easy but a bit tricky. Break the egg carefully in a tiny bowl. Put water in a flat-bottomed pan with straight up edges.  When the water just starts boiling, make a sort of whirlpool in the middle. This stops it from spreading in the pan. Softly drop the egg in the middle of the pan.  Keep watching. Let it cook for two-three minutes. With practice, one comes to know when it is done. Scoop it out with the tea strainer and savor it warm with some salt and pepper. 

This is a pudding made with egg and thickened milk. I cooked  it during the week. It is time consuming, so I'm giving it a miss.

We in North India also love EGG CURRY occasionally.

I prepare EGG BURJI when my children visit us. It is a tasty dish eaten with rotis or paranthas.

Just a sneak peek into my food preferences, friends. More next time! Hope to learn your simple recipes.

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Tuesday, January 30, 2018


Mother nature is beautiful, joyful and creates magic for us all the time.
  Location: Nature Cure Institute at Banglore.

 D is for Divine:

Caring Is Divine:

Caring is divine, warm and soothing,

It is affection, milky pure and blooming.

A mother’s caring carries this greatness

Unmindful of pain, is always ready for harness.

Mother earth cares in bounties,

Thwarting the fallacious identities,

It wraps the universe in its caring fold,

Its regime forever has the global hold.

Mother country’s care transmits benevolence,

It disrupts skillfully all malevolence.

Mother Nature is a stalwart in caring,

It is magnanimous and practices ceaseless sharing.

Let's sustain this life caring setting.

Let’s stop life destroying venom from spreading.        images courtesy google.

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Tuesday, January 23, 2018


Shimmering colors of Autumn clicked in October, during our visit to the USA, a couple of years back. This used to be the captivating scene en route our daily evening walk. It's overwhelming to see an abundance of natural beauty there.

'C' is for Colors:

How the leaves gleam in the mild sunshine of the setting sun!

Soothing shades of the evenings!

Regal splendor of the shining tree standing in the front yard of our son's house in OHIO.

Pure golden sunlight in flames!

 Combination of green yellow and red.

Evening shot!

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Tuesday, January 16, 2018


Winter's inimitable Art!

January's intense cold has been compensated by the luxury of gorgeous hues spotted in the park nearby. A week of blissful sunlight swept away the blues of hazy grey ambience of the previous weeks. The cheer of the smiling beauties uplifts the moods and takes away the inertia and lethargy, coaxing everyone to step out and enjoy the warmth of golden sunshine.

'B' is for bonanza:

Yellow is one of my favorite colors. It signifies strength, courage, and positivity.

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Thursday, January 11, 2018


"The most treasured heirlooms are the sweet memories of family."

'A'  is the first and foremost letter of the English alphabet. It starts another stimulating round of ABC Wednesday.

A is for 'A remembrance' which is extremely close to my heart.

It is in the month of January I instinctively reminisce about my parents fondly. It was during this intensely cold month that they passed away though in different years. I’ve hung their pictures on one of the walls of my bedroom and when I turn right they come in full view. Hanging their pictures was a must. Who knows when I’d like to converse with them to share my moods, joys and life’s existential crises.  These monologues always signify a subconscious desire, for them to intervene to encourage and to uplift.   You might say how selfish I‘m. Yes, I am. Please tell me, “Is there any soul in this universe before whom I can pour my heart out ever.?”

My prompt is the thought that they are watching me wherever they are. A gratuitous reassurance! Can one buy it? Nah!

My parents' love for me was one-sided. They showered love abundantly and unconditionally. For me, it was just given. Could not be otherwise.  For that matter, not for me alone. They were endearing towards my children as well.

Both my parents believed in simple living and practiced high values. They were honest to a fault. They worked hard and believed in absolute truthfulness and righteous action. I’m grateful that they instilled these virtues in their children too.

Mom and Dad were a God-fearing couple. Every morning after bathing, faithfully, Dad would recite Gurbani (hymns) from a small sacred booklet. In the evenings, he’d go through a special recitation from the same. I recall listening to him many a time when young. Mom knew the (shabads) hymns by heart and sang while being busy in kitchen chores.

Dad served in the army. He was a Second World War veteran and fought the Japanese in Burma (now Myanmar) as part of allied forces. He was tall and railroad straight. Because of his army background, he was very active and would be fully dressed up in the morning itself. He always seemed to me the most handsome man in the world.

There was a funny anecdote, which went round in our household when I’s a toddler. To tease me they’d ask me repeatedly whom I would marry when I grew up. Everybody giggled at my expected answer that I’d marry Dad, leaving me in utter confusion.

If a daughter could be friends with her father then I can say I’s so. My Dad participated in all the milestones of my life.  He accompanied me to the first school of my life as a four-year-old. I recall hazily how I clung to him crying to be taken back home.

He chaperoned me for my first interview for a teaching job. After my selection, he went along with me when I’s to join posting in a city college away from home. He could manage proper arrangements for my board and lodging.

He introduced me to my future husband and allowed our occasional outings together. We shopped together for purchasing stuff for starting my new home. We selected my wedding dresses together. My mom told me later how he cried after I left for my in-law's place after the marriage ceremonies.

My mom’s role in my life was obviously maternal. I marvel at her courage, large- heartedness and ‘expecting nothing’ attitude. The backbreaking chores she went through to bring up her family were never recognized.  I think that was the culture then. Mothers were expected to be like that.

Even in her absence, she remains a steadfast lighthouse and anchor, always there for me in my thoughts We had a deep bonding with each other. Whenever I think of her, I feel her presence around me.

My only regret is that I never voiced my admiration for my parents. I took all their affections for granted. I was thoughtless. I do believe though that they always knew about my loyalty towards them.  They shared their concerns with me and valued my advice.

I cherish in my subconscious, countless stories of their magnanimity and pure love but that will take  humongous time to unfold.

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