From my kitchen to yours

From my kitchen to yours

Saturday, March 28, 2015

DAY 114 - JUNGLEE MUTTON


So in this world of ours  where most things are artificial and have an expiry date..
How do we know who is really real, in this chemically enhanced journey through life.
Or is it like food, the one that is au Naturale does not have too long a shelf life.
So we are then made to believe, that all that is real will not last.
How can we distinguish between the "real " and to put it in the words of Javed Jaffrey ,the "Na-real"..
How would I know..????
I think we just have to go through life, take everyone at face value and continue walking.

And try and live as close to our own truth as possible.
Or rather as close to the secrets we keep.
I know that judgement has to be kept for the last day, like the Bible says..
See I'm Catholic that way..HA HA HA
And frankly , who am I  to judge anyone , anyway ???

But the thing is if I were to meet you in a crowd and smiled at you and you smiled back at me, who is to predict the shelf life of this moment???
Is it fate..??
Or it the actions that you and me take..???

We were born wild..
And then humanity took over, or the lack of it...

But I have realised that you can't tame a heart..
You may adhere to how you have to behave in society..
But have you ever thought of what you would actually do if there was no society to answer to ..



I realise that I love people,but I'm not a crowd pleaser..
I don't have to be nice to someone I may not like..
And so more often than not..
I will just stay away...
There are very few that I may open my heart to...
And I  also know, than when you break your heart, only love can heal it ..

Sometimes in life, I do put on my mask on,and add my artificial sweetener and walk around...
But that does not really last too long..
It's actually just lasts for the duration of a song ..

And so today I just wanna tell you that all that is wild...
May not be as dangerous , as we have been convinced to think ..
It's more a pureness that we are not used to....
And that's why we do not know how to deal with it ..

Have you ever looked into the eyes of a wild animal ..????

The closest I ever came to ,was in Zimbabwe 12 years ago ..
And I was frightened by the sheer physicality of that beautiful lion ..
All it did ,was look at me ..
And me at him..
And those eyes were the most truthful I have ever seen ..
They were raw..
I never understood what they said ..
And in that rawness
There was a connect ..
No I did not want to meet him with no steel gauze to separate us ..
But he looked at peace in his dense forest and at me on the other side..

And so today I want to share with you a recipe that is very basic..
No frills..
No fancies..
What you have ,is what you cook with.

http://youtu.be/Zpe7mDNK9Z8

And while I cooked this...
I wondered ..
What is it about us humans that need a veil..
That need a safety net..
So you can see the other person , but can't really walk to their side..

In my next life ..
I'm going to just be a lioness..
I'm going to hunt when I'm hungry ..
Go to the watering hole when I'm thirsty
Love when I can meet my lion without all these borders and demarcation lines..
And just live ..
Wild and free..

We have a lot to learn in life .

Firstly I have seen that in someways we can be like animals
We all play around with our  prey ,before we destroy their souls..
Sometimes just for fun .and sometimes because we are stronger than them ..
Or then just damaged souls,ourselves.

I'm thinking that we were all born with a purpose in life ..
And no it was not to save the world or another person..
It's just to be the best person we could be .,
And if we were all going to just try and do that ..
This world that we live in , would be a better place ..
Be kind to one another..
That's the least we can start by doing ..
And so as I today make you "Junglee mutton"" ..
I just want to say ..
Keep things simple .
Keep relationships free ,from frills and fancies...
Be real ...
That's all we need to be ..
And like the animals in the wild, don't hunt if you are not hungry..
Don't pretend to love , if love is not what you seek ...


So as I sit here in my corner of the world...
I just want to say , you may be a vegetarian or a non-Vegetarian reading my blog..
And so if I can spill my self here ..
Just write back a line ..
If I touched a string in your heart in some tiny way ..

As for this recipe..
It's yummy..
And I'm not going to be bashful about it ..




Food is like love ..
Half cooked is really s big waste of time of ingredients and emotions ..
If you are going to cook .
Then do it well and with complete indulgence ..
With lotsa love from "Maria's Kitchen "



Sunday, March 22, 2015

SOMETIME AND MORE...

So I sit here post a lovely evening with friends..
Looking at myself in the mirror..

And I see a girl ..
With eyes that are searching just for you ..
She stands here in front of the mirror
That can lie to her no more..
She is in love with you ..
Has been for some time and more ..

But the fact is ..
She may not be sure of love anymore..

Love is a free bird...
With wings that were always meant to soar..

And so I just stare at my face in the mirror once more..

I open a drawer..
And look at that tiny book that talked about love ..
The thing is talking is the easiest thing you can do ..
But can you love me as much as I love you ...
So I go back to the mirror that tells me no lies..
And I look deep into my own brown eyes ..

I have so many questions I want to ask me ..
But I choose just 3

Who are you ?
Why are you still here ?
And why are you holding me a prisoner to your soul ?

I look into my eyes ..
I search for you ..
I want you to tell me everything that you said was true..

But I did not feel you anymore ..
I think you left via the back door ..

So that you did not have to face me anymore ..

I waited..
Is that not what you do ..
When you feel a deep love that you think is true ..

Is all that you said to me ..
Just a bunch of super lines...
Did you just put the phone down and laugh at my naive sighs..

Did you ever feel what I thought was true..
Or was I just Someone that ..
You just really never knew ..

I realise there is no point ..
I don't want any more promises or lies..

All I want is you ..
Looking deep into my eyes...

I want you devouring my lips ..
Like it was strawberry and cream ..
And hold me so close that it felt like there were no seams..

Today I found your book that you gave me with quotes of love ,that felt like lies..
And just hugged myself ..
As I knew this was all right ..

Our love ..
Or rather mine ..
Was probably not meant for me ..
But you made me shine ..
And through the pain you set me free..

You unknowingly gave me wings ..
So I could fly..
You taught me how to just love unconditionally ..
And let love pass through and by..

If there is one thing I learned by loving you ..
It was that I needed to be brave ..

I could love you ..
Not feeling any shame ..

So while I look into the mirror ..
And wash off the kohl sitting in my eyes...
Then wash off the stain of red on my lips ..
I look at myself in the mirror and wonder
What was it you saw?

Was it this girl with the trappings of the world ?
Or the one who reached out to your soul ?
I know you could not have missed the love I felt ?
But if you did ..
Maybe , you were not brave enough to hold me and to love me , and make me melt ..

I don't know where I want to go with you ..
And so I wash my face..
And let my salty tears smear my face..

I just know that when you have a little time alone ..
I know you can feel my soul ..
You can feel me around you ..
You can feel my heart beat sinking with yours..
And your lips waiting for  me to let go ..
I'm under your skin and inside the deepest corner of your soul ..
And it's OK if you want to behave ..
Like it does not matter any more..
You must know that I whisper your name , every night before I sleep and as I awake ..
And in my dreams we are wide awake ..
We talk a lot , more than we think we do ..
You spill your fears and I hold you closer than the strongest glue ..
I look into your eyes and you look into mine ..
And time just stands still
It's all sublime ..

Intoxicated with the knowing of I love you , I do ..
And knowing ..
There is absolutely nowhere to go ..
But through a forest of the darkest hue..

I wash my face ..
I close my eyes ..
I pat out all the trouble I feel inside

Love ..
Is something you will never understand ..

It's not as easy as A-B-C..
But it's as truthful as you would like us to be ..
Do I wait my turn of feeling blue..
Or then look into my mirror of reality ..

I open my little drawer...
I pull out the wool over my eyes..
I splash a little water on my face ..
Till I look like I never ever did cry ..

When I think of you ..
I only wish you well..
I want you to just be happy ..
To have your heart at peace in the place that you dwell..

But sometimes just sometimes, I just want to know ..
Did you ever bother to , just once ..
Look deep into my eyes..
While I sat on a staircase with my best smile ..



Did you even want to know ..
Whether what I feel is my reality or just a dream ..

I'm not going to stop ..
Just because I'm supposed to know what's right..

If love is love ..
It's supposed to be set free..
Then why am I holding on to you,when you could ,just be a dream ..

I hold on , you let go ..
I let go ..
And search for you no more ..
You live in me ..
I am in your smile ..
I stay in your breath before you sleep ,for quite a while ..

I don't need to hold on ..
I can let go ..
Infact ,I can also walk you to the door ..
You may know that I'm not like the rest you ever met ..
You may not want to feel my soul ..
But I'm your most precious time ..
I'm your love ..
Your indulgence ..
Your walk on a path you never had..
And as I finish with my day ..
I go back to those steps we walked so many days..
I sit there with my bravest smile..
And know you and me will be here for hours chatting a mile ..
There are few things in life that you finally understand ..
Us is not one of them ..
It's not a regular story for mankind..

We were always meant to be ..
As different as chalk and cheese..
But a thread of love ..
Bound us close ..
And the rest , you see, is just prose.
.
I'm done with my day ..
I'm going to close my eyes..
But I will still be sitting with you talking always for more than a while..
You hold my face ..
You look into my eyes..
You kiss my lips ..
And I melt into your arms ..

Just wanna say ..

This life of mine started anew the day I met you ..





Tuesday, March 10, 2015

DAY 113 : BAKED VEGETABLES WITH PASTA.....

The thing is though we all belong to the human species...
We are all wired differently..
We girls grow up reading fairy tales, where Knights in shining armours and blazing swords save the day and ride us into the sunset.
Well it all sounds pretty idealistic..

But the problem is , the boys are not reading this fairy tale, they are busy solving murder mysteries and saving the world.
With Bond like gadgets, so tiny that they they could fit into the tiniest pocket of my tightest skinny jeans..

And so there arises the problem between us..
The battle of really crazy expectations, which in my opinion is the root cause of all problems..
Barring a few like , we find in algebra, which I hated solving..

As an economics student, it was grilled into me that in the future we are all dead.
I think that's when I began to realise..
It's now or never.

I'm not one to just jump into the deep end of the ocean, and expect to be saved..
But I did realise, that at some point of time, we all need to be saved, sometimes from our crazy self and sometimes from the decisions that we make that then complicate our lives.

In 2010 after having my Zeke and Zene, I got back to a bit of work.
I happily agreed, because it involved a long standing affair in my life..
FOOD..
I love food , and I have always been like that, always  perennially hungry.
You can offer me food ,after I have eaten a meal and I will have a bite.
I can eat before a meal, during my meal and after my meal..

Well somewhere down this gluttonous path I realised, that I actually began to fall in love with the whole cooking process.
And more than that, to just look at the faces of the people who are eating the food I  cooked gives me immense satisfaction.

I'm a lazy person..
I really do not like hard work..
If I had to go out and look for a job, I would be jobless, that's what I am right now ha ha ha..
But this recipe is really worth staying in the kitchen ,a little while longer for.

THE BAKED VEGETABLE RECIPE IS IN MY BOOK, "FROM MY KITCHEN TO YOURS"AND WILL BE ON THE SHELVES MID SEPTEMBER

Well if you ask me am I qualified in anything, the answer is no.
So while I was hosting this food show in 2010, all I wanted to do is to actually go back to school and learn how to cook.
I zeroed down on Tante Marie, it was in London, 8 hours away from home, my college best friend Lorraine lives there..
And of course the queen of England , who has yet to make friends with me, but probably on my next trip... Ha ha ha
My course started end September, the latest I could pay my fees were by the end of August, and for the life of me , I just did not.

I was too scared.
Not scared of the work, I loved the thought of going back to school.
Nor the travel, I was born for that..

Ok....I was just too frightened to sleep alone.
I had never ever slept alone.
Ok stop  looking at me like me like I'm some bed-hopping diva..ha ha ha ...

All my life and through my work, I had always shared my bed-room with my sister, or then jumped into my co-Vj Mini's room and never left..thank god we became really close friends, so that was a great arrangement, but otherwise, make-up crew, my female directors etc..
And now my kids..

So this damn sleeping alone in Woking..
Was messing with me big time.
Most of my friends, told me you will be back in a week , barring a few.

So finally the day came when I had to take off, it was a Saturday, on Monday I would be in class.
Warsi dropped me to the airport, and held me tight and said, " Baby if you feel like coming back in a week , just do, don't bother about anything"
He is really sweet that man...

But I looked at him, and in my bravest voice said, '1 will see you in 12 weeks"
Frankly I was petrified..
But I got onto that plane, full of crazy excitement.
Half of me was running through the streets of London was the other half was sitting frightened in her bed..
I finally reached London,took a taxi to Woking.
Lovely little place 40 minutes from Waterloo station as i later discovered..

I loved my land-lady on sight.
Eve was pixie like and full of beans, she reminded me of my friend Sandy.
Yup I lived in a home-stay..
A room in some one's house.
Because the thought of a hotel room , gosh not at all.
I settled in..

It soon was 10 PM..
I then went to her side of the house , said good-night and then popped the million dollar question...
No I did not ask her if I could sleep in her bed, but the thought did cross my mind...ha ha ha
I asked her to please open the connecting door.
She looked at me like I'm psycho.
But she did.

I walked to my comfy bed, pulled my duvet till my nose..
It was now time for me to go to sleep with all my favorite scary moments and monsters..
It's like I take them all with me every where I go..
I lay down, I said my guardian angel prayer..
And just waited..
Well there was no knight in shining armour to sit by me, or hold me tight.
I had to save myself from my very very lucid imagination.
And I did one day a time.

It was a very very uneasy night..
I woke up really early and went for a run, through this beautiful park behind my house..
when I got back , Eve was at the table, eating breakast..
She looked at me and said, 'You're an early bird'
Ha ha ha only on holidays I thought to myself, and then proceeded to tell her how amazing my run was through that park.
"What park", she said, "there is no park here, just a forest behind that has birds, and foxes and a few stray wolves..."

Ahhhhh ha ha ha ..
So I ran free, with the birds in their nests and foxes in their holes and wolves on the side..

On Monday when I got my chef whites and my knives.
I just came home, knighted my self with some Merlot ..
And that was that..

It was now or never, I was my own knight, my own self-help book, my own psychiatrist , my own light at the end of a 12 week long tunnel..
Yes I had wonderful friends who constantly kept intouch with me, and that made it all better..
But that time alone in Woking, made me brand shiny new and the girl I met on the other side of the tunnel at the end of those 12 weeks, well she was still all over the place, and lost, but was totally happy with it ..

I love all my flaws..
That's what makes me... ME..
And so I just want to say that sometimes what frightens you the most is actually what will set you free...

So as I bite into these perfectly baked vegetables, I'm actually thinking of you , and wondering will you try this, or will you just let this moment pass..
I would not

Its now or never..

Yup that's all..

With lotsa love and yumminess, only from 'Maria's Kitchen"