Biscuit cake. [parle G]

Its just so awesome. Every1 will love it. No baking required. Very easy to make. I bet u shud give a try.

Ingredients:

Biscuits – 5-7 small packets (Preferably Parle G)
Unsalted Butter – 2 tsp
Thick cream - 2 cups
Chocolate Powder (drinking chocolate) – 2 tbsp
Unsweetened Cocoa Powder – 1 tsp
Instant Coffee Powder – 1.5 tsp (optional)
Sugar powder – 2 tbsp
Milk – 1 cups
Chopped Walnuts – 1/4 cup
Gems (toffy) - 10 in number
Milky bar - 1

Method:

1. Add the Chocolate Powder, Cocoa Powder, Sugar, cream and Butter and mix well.(sauce)
2. Add in Instant Coffee Powder and allow it to mix in well.
3. Stir constantly, once the mixture starts thickening.
4. Keep stirring to make sure it is a smooth with no major lumps. Use a whisk or a hand blender if needed.
5.Now for the assembly of the cake, open the packets of biscuits and take out the broken ones.
6.Take the biscuit and give it a quick dip in the Milk (1 cup) and start layering on the platter.
7.Lay out the 1st layer of biscuit and then spread some syrup/sauce over it.
8.Alternate with a layer of Biscuits and Sauce…till you reach a desired height.
9.Cover the top most layer with the balance of the Syrup and some on the sides.
10. Sprinkle with chopped Walnuts, decorate with gems and chocolate and chill in the refrigerator for 2 hours.
11. Slice like you would for a cake and serve.


Tips:

1. Buy a few extra biscuit packets…they taste yummy and you will end up eating a lot more than you think.
2. We have tried a lot of different kinds of biscuits…Parle G workout best.
3. The layering needs some careful handiwork…do it slowly and don’t be in a rush.
4.You can sprinkle the top with coconut powder, sprinkles, assorted dry fruits and/or chocolate syrup.

A key to independent living.

Life keeps on teaching us lessons though we dont want to learn. But this time life taught me something which i think everyone should learn. In the phase of life what i'm going through i came accross many things like recession, job firing, ill health, and stuff. Its always well said "SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST". So who is the fittest? I had a wrong assumption that the person with power and money is the fittest. But now i realised its not so. The fittest is the one who knows the art of independent living.
What is independent living?
Here is what i define. Its like you dont've to depend on any1 or anything for your surival. In case if u r lost in a island where u dont find modern technology and readymade food as we get now, 1 shud be in a condition to grow his own food. Every1 shud know the art of farminf. Cultivation, farming, irrigation have only been in books for us. At the end of the day food is something we earn for. Ita so unfair that we dont now to grow our own food. Its something which evry1 needs. its should be of primary importance. It shud be the first thing we shud belearning. We dont've to deoent on others for that. I have a desire i shud be able to grow my own food and build my own shelter in my lifetime. I know its not something which is impossible. Difficult but not impossible. According to me a perfect man is the one who knows these arts. I realised it lately but not too late to know all this. I wish i will be able to fulfill my desire :)

Why always mama's boy!!!! why not girl.......

We always have found people saying Mama's boy. Have you ever wondered why? Me neither. I happen to get this thought recently where i found that mama always loves daughter more than son and daughter always loves mom more than dad. Mama becomes a friend when the girls reaches her teen. They share many things common in them. But still its mama's boy. And what about girl? yeah its papa's angel. Papa's Angel? Mujhe aaj tak yeh funda samaj nahi aaya. Paapa hamesha apney khaandaan ke chirag ki chah karte hain. Paapa ka naam toh beta roshan karta hai, agey leke jata. Toh papa ki ladki kaise hui? Yeh soch mujme jaagi hai, iska jawab doond rahey hai hum. Dekhte hain kab aur kaise milta hai answer. Koi kuch bhi kahe me Mama's angel hon.

Mehendi

My passion. wonder wat? its mehendi. it takes me on and on. i love doing this. Everytime i turn up with new and a better one. If i lost my mind it'll be worst that u never expect. So here is some of my collection. few are my favourites and many are my own creation.

I miss my biryani birthday.

I always wonder y don’t the things be the way they are. And why do we still manage to live with the changed things though its tough. Being the only girl child in my family (khandaan as we say) I was given special importance. My birthday is special from the year I am born coz my family got something which they were eagerly waiting for from years. I was the only girl in 15 kids. A big whole joint family. So it was a big celebration. Later the time passed by with all simple birthdays like cake, candle, b’day caps and girts stuffs. Here this days comes when I was in 9th or so, we had a certain group of frenz called VRAJAT (veena, rekha, asha. Jaya, ashvini and tabu). Day used to begin with their wishes. Later taking family’s blessings and then waiting for AVI(Rekha) to arrive at mu home with a chocolate to wish me and pick my to go to church. Church? Wonder y? well its my b’day and also Christmas yeah that’s on 25th Dec. So after visiting church it was Monica(asha)’s house to step in. Her dad who never let me to celebrate my b’day at home. He used to say as it is Christmas u’ve to celebrate ur b’day at my home and no where else. So its holiday on this day and any fren who calls my home to wish me was diverted to call to monica’s home. So here begins my day with shopping. Shopping wat? No toys and gifts, its shopping the vegetable and chicken. Y chicken? Yeah to make chicken biryani out of it. Y? Coz Antony uncle (monica’s Dad) used to like it. Did I know to make? No. used to call mom for instructions. So in uncle’s house Me Asha and Rekha where trying to mess up in the kitchen to cook something which we never tried b4. So the final out come is the chicken biryani which was not exactly as my mom cooks but ya we ‘ve the same fragrance of her biryani. Uncle with wine and biryani. We 3 kids with hukka and biryani. Yeah salad was also included. After this experiment again a visit to church and then some stupid place we had never visited b4. Like a stupid school or some broken hut and stuff coz we wanted to spend some time together remembering all our good and bad days. Later at around 9 in night come back home and same b’day cake candle and party and gifts.

The biryani which we tried on my b’day ‘ll be tried again on my next b’day until then good bye to the kitchen.

I miss those biryani b’days a lot. My 22nd b’day was the last of that kind. Last b’day without uncle was so depressing. Couldn’t make biryani missed uncle a lot. We lost uncle in October coz of his ill health. He had diabetes and was in dialysis. Couldn’t see uncle in pain. Cudn’t see how he fought to survive. Cant forget those moments they bring tears and fear. I wish His soul is in peace. Now also I feel he is somewhere blessing me.
Later Monica got married and settled in her in-laws place. So now I know I’ve to live with the past memories of my b’days.

My special biryani b’days. I wish they never wud have ended.

Later year on my 23rd b’day I was in b’lore in my pg. as the clock rang 12 I started missing all these things and started crying and there’s a knock on the door. Who is it? Yeah my PG fren’s all doctors. So happy that they remember my b’day and they care to make to special with a cake in the mid night. Again something special but not as good as my past b’days.

I always used to eagerly wait for my b’day coz I had a reason.
4 months b4 my b’day “mera b’day aa raha hai yuppie”
Till 4 months after my b’day “mera b’day hogaya ”
Remaining 4 months “abhi December ane mein aur kitney saare months hai chi”

Ek mazedaar kissa suno. Once Dr.Anu who was one of my pg frens whose b’day is on 17th Dec, told all of us that “array mera b’day agaya mainey koi taiyari nahi ki” I said arey abh toh 10th Dec hai still 7 din hai tumharey b’day key liye y r u so much excited. She and all girls present there saath me boley “saali tera b’day 15 din baad hai aur tu pichle 3 mahino se hamara dimag kha rahi hai”. Then I realized oh ya I’m realy over exited about my b’day.

Know 1thing? I’m still exited about my next b’day. I ‘ve also done my shopping 
Sab theek hai but I really miss my biryani b’day. Still I learned to wait for something new and excited.

The Real meaning of "LOVE"

Got a mail today where i found this pic and couldn't resist posting it. It is truely the real meaning od LOVE. I wonder what this world would be without this special and devine emotion called love. Its the only thing which keeps each1 of us bound to each other. People say love has many types. May be it has but y shud 1 care what kind of love it is? This beautiful feeling is there in each and every living thing. Each1 of us love 1 or the other thing. Soo true.

I real wonder on one thing how this love changes its phase. For example before marriage my mom had undefinable love for her parents and her home. she cried a lot and cursed a lot for being a girl, coz she has to part from her family to join a new family. She says she used to feel her real home is her parents place and not her inlaws place. As the time passed here she is who cares abt her family which include her kids and dear husband. Now if my grandpa invites her to his home, She says no i cant live my kids and husband alone. So i wonder where is the love she had for her parents b4. Ya its still there. She cares about them but more them us? Neah. Well its a mistery how women tend to change her favourite ones only coz she is married now.

We can say Love is true only when its unconditional. We have so many favourite things stored in our room. Which wud be dacades cold. Our first b'day gift. our childhood toy, Our very old school dairy, Our old T-shirl, BAt and bla bla bla. Jahan hum aaj kal apne keemti se keemti ghadi, laptop sambahl nahi sakte wahan hum itni saake puraani yaadein sambhal ke rakhte hai. Kyun? kyunki humko in cheezon se lagaav hai. Pyaar hai. Doosron ke liye ye cheezen hongi par hamare liye yeh jaan se badkar hai. Our jiske liye hum ye sab kurbaan karde woh aapka sachcha pyaar hai. Pyar ka sahi matlab hame tab samaj ayega jab hum pyaar ki shuriwat ghar se kare. Kuch log pyaar ke naam se hi chid jaate hai. Kabhi poocha hai kyun? woh kehte hai pyar dhooka hai. Kisine unhe dhooka diya toh woh pyar ko hi koos the hai. Unse poochke dekho kabhi unhone apnoko itna pyar kiya hai? agar karte toh aaj yeh na kehte. Pehle apno se pyar karo. Ghar walon se, aur jaanwaron se pyaar karo, Apne aap se pyar karo. Irsha ki bhavna nikalso toh Zindagi wakaiyi Khoobsoorat hai.

They dont simple say LOVE is devine. It truely is. There are many people who know the meaning of it and who give it to all. Our very own Mother Theresa is the goddess of love. So guys never say we hate love only coz some1 has cheated u. Love is only to be loved.

Quick Management. Never loose hope.

Ek din ek kutta jungle main raasta kho gaya . Tabhi usane dekha ek sher uskii taraf aa raha hai. Kutte ki saans rookh gayi. "Aaj to kaam tamaam mera!" usne socha. Phir usne saamane kuchh sookhi haddiyan padi dekhi. Woh aate hue sher ki taraf peeth kar ke baith gayaaur ek sookhi hadii ko choosane laga aur zor zor se bolne laga, "wah! Sher ko khaane ka maza hi kuchh aur hai. Ek aur mil jaaye to poori daawat ho jayegi!"
Aur usne zor se dakaar mara. Is bar sher sakate mein aa gayaa. Usne socha "ye kutta to sher ka shikar karta hai! Jaan bacha kara bhago!"

Aur sher wahan se champat ho gaya .

Ped par baitha ek Bandar yeh sab tamasha dekh raha tha. Usne socha yeh mauka achha hai sher ko sari kahani bata deta hoon - sher se dosti ho jayegi aur usase zindagi bhar ke liye jaan ka khatra dur ho jayega. Woh phataphat sher ke pichhe bhaga. Kutte ne Bandar ko jaate hue dekh liya aur samajh gayaki koi locha hai. Udhar Bandar ne sher ko sab bata diya ki kaise kutte ne use bewakoof banaya hai. Sher zor se dahada, "chal mere saath abhi uski leela khatam karta hoon" aur Bandar ko
apani peeth par baitha kar sher kutte ki taraf lapka. Can u imagine the quick management by the DOG...

Kutte ne sher ko aate dekha to ek bar phir uskii taraf peeth karke baith gaya aur zor zor se bolne laga, "Is Bandar ko bhej ke 1 ghanta ho gaya , saala ek sher phaans kar nahi la sakta!"

Moral of the story
There are many such monkeys around us, try to identify them..

the costliest SMILE

Breakfast at McDonald's

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):


I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was called, "Smile." The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.



I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.


Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did.


I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.


As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind me were two! poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling". His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.


I held my tears as I stood there with them.


The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.


He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).


Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.


I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.


I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting s pot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand..


He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you."


I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope."


I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope."


We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers.


That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.


I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.


I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it.


Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?"



I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.



She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.



In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.




I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.





Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.



There is an Angel sent to watch over you.



In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.



An Angel wrote: Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.




To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart. God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.



A Box of gold with a secret inside that has never been told. This box is priceless but as I see the treasure inside is precious to me. Today I share this treasure with thee It's the treasure of friendship you've given me.

Myth or Fact (NIBIRU 2012)

NIBIRU 2012

Once just while on a ride one of my friends told me about this Nibiru thing. I said wats it i've absolutely no idea about it. He laughed at me and explained all about it. The end of the world in 2012 and stuffs. I 'm not soo stupid to beleive al this stuffs but that friend of mine is very wise and he never says something without proof and without a reason. He started a search engine and typed NIBIRU. Thousnds of links with images, videos and explaination with equations (out of my understanding).

There was a evident that in may 2009 this perticular Planet X called Nibiru 'll be seen to naked eyes on new zealand or somewhere. I thought for sometime whether its a Myth or Fact. Decided let me think its a fact and live till may '09. Waise maine tab se socha chalo yaar saare logon ko maaf kardete hain. Started forgiving every1. Became a fren to all. Helped as many as possible. Tried doing wat all i want to, I realised life is so different.

When may passed again i searched for nibiru in internet but again came the ppl talking abt its a myth and all stuff coz they dint see any such changed in univers.

Ab hum kya karey. Humne ttoh apni duniya hi badal di iss jhoot ke peeche padke. Par yeh life aur jyada khubsoorat aur achi thi. Toh now i've decided to move-on just by not worrying whether its a myth or fact.. I 'll be the same coz i love it this way.
Koi bhale aadme ne kaha tha "live life as if u r going to die tomorrow". Its so true that u'll find real happiness this way.

"Dont live to eat, Just eat to live".

Friends - i'll be there for u lyric

Ya its F*R*I*E*N*D*S
If u ask some1 wats this friends all about? they would rather tel u its america's number one comedy serial which has 6 friends and stuff. But i wud say its a serial where they show how some1 can be ur life. These 6 ppl are nothing but 1. They cant live without each other. At times they are jealous of each other and do their best to spoil the others life but still they are the one who put the things togather and make things possible. Just love the humor in it and the love towards each other. My favourites are Joey, Richel, Phoebe, Ross , Monica, Chamber oh i wrote all the characters names lol/..... yeah each1 has their part of it. I wish it never had an end :(


So no one told you life was going to be this way.
Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

You're still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.
You've burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees.

That, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.
Seems like you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me.
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,
Someone I'll always laugh with, even at my worst, I'm best with you.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

Recipe of Tomato Baath

Bekagiruva saamagrigalu:
Masalege:
uddinabele, Kadlebele, menasu, jeerige, kotambari beeja, checke, elakki, lavanga.
Evella vannu ondondagi uridi kondu pudi madikolli.

Vagarnege:
Tomatoo (cut into small pieces), uddina bele, kadle bele, saasive, jeerige, karibevu, irulli, shenga beja, kharada pudi.

Maduva vidhaana;
kaada enne alli saasive, jeerige haagu 2 bele, shenga beeja haaki uridukolli. Nantara adakke irulli haaki swalpa benda mele, sanna sanna tundu madiruva tomatoo haaki beyisi kolli. Adakke khaarada pudi haagu uppi ruchege takko ashtu haaki. ellao benga mele Tayyarisida masale haaki mix madi. Annadalli haaki mix madiri.

Tomatoo baath Ready to eat :)

I love my blog lol...

Huh blogging after quite a long time. All this work schedule and stuff hmmmm kept me away from my blog. I almost forgot that i have a blog also. Read sooo many blogs so far, but i tel u i love my blog and i realised it after reading others. I shud love my blog. kyon? arey mera blog hai toh obviously it'llb e like me. Par itne dinoo ke baad apna blog padke acha laga. Its not sooo stupid and silly as i thought. Kuch din kaam karne ke baad Ghar aake acha laga aur pata hai mein apne cooking ka shook poora kar rahi hon. Maine itna acha khaana banana seek liya hai ki poocho mat. ungliya chaat te rehjaoge. Bahut kuch seek liya. jaise ki veg, non-veg, south indian, north indian and kuch continental bhi. Achaanak se zindagi itni khoobsoorat lagne lagi hai. I started beleiving the the power of Almighty. For the first time i stayed away from home for almost a year taught me many things. I started loving my mom more than ever. Learnt family values, friends and learned that money is not at all important as good as saying money is nothing. Love the life i'm living. Thanks to Allah for all this. I now know that i am sooo very lucky than many others. With all these chages i am still happy that my motto of life is the same. that is making everyone smile (happy). Learned the art of forgiving. There are many more experiences to share, hope i'll do that. Hope i wont be lazy again. The Tabu is back with the same charm :)