Biological Clock

Please dont tamper with my Biological Clock. Sheesh!! I have lost one hour today. The time has changed as soon as the spring has come and I have lost one hour. I will have to get up one hour earlier than my biological clock is accustomed to just beacause of this stupid time change here. Every spring one hour is increased and autumn its decreased. Now the difference between Indian Standard time and time here is four and half hours.. But come autumn again, the clock will be adjusted and it will be five and half hours difference. Justification for this time change.. more daylight during daytime. Well one thing is good.. soon the Sun will rise at around 4.30 in the morning and set at around 10.30 in the night. Thats cool.. more daylight. You can roam around in the roads at aroudn 9.30 at night,and you will feel like its 4.30 in the evening. Welcome summer!!!

Had a chat with Prem, Mama and co back in Kerala. Nice feeling after having a chat with them. Sunday goes..

A perfect Sambar

Saturday.. had some work.(yay! another half day in lieu.. I can spend that in India). After work, went to Sunita’s house directly and saw another Malayalam movie..”Pranayavarnangal”.. Beleive it or not, Malayalam movies are really good., compared to the bollywood & Mollywood masala ones!

Evening and the cook in me woke up suddenly. Rashmi didnt want to cook!., and comes the services of the great chef.. Praveen!!! I wanted to make Sambar for a long time and that too by making sambar masala myself. I just did that! I loved the sambar which I made and I knew Rashmi, Zubin and Raj too liked it, since after dinner, the Sambar was empty!! Why dont I write the recepie in the journal.. here it is..

Step 1. Cut potatoes and Onions and boil it in Tamarind Water

Step 2. Roast full dhaniya(not powder), 1/2 teaspoon methi(read very little) and Red chillies(dried ones)., take shredded coconut and grind them together..(Sambar masala ready!!)

Step 3. Boil Tuvar Dal well, and then mash it.

Step 4. Once potatoes and Onions are cooked well in the tamarind water, add the ground masala to it.. and boil further.. when everythings ready, add mashed tuvar dal to it.. add salt to taste.. and your sambar ready!!

Yumm!!! (Future praveen will read this and try to make sambar again!!)

Mir Comes Down..

Click to to see the 16 year history of MirMir space station, finally came down today.. Yes, I am a bit sad.. It could’ve been converted to a space-age hotel, only if all countries decided so.. But it came down. No secrets, I loved Russia, more than America, though I didnt have even a fair idea, during that time what communism was and what capitalism was. But I loved the way science was progressing.. Once a while I would spot a sattelite in the night sky and will feel really grateful for the science, which produced that. A sad end.. to a giant mission. Erstwhile communist USSR is now in tatters.. America now plays the Big Brother. No.. I am not against America or any ideology.. just fascination with science..

Daffodils…

I wandered lonely as a cloud,
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth.

News: Daffodils have sprung up everywhere here, greeting the arrival of spring

Naranathu Bhranthan

I was really confused today with life.. I could not make any sense out of it. I remember the doings of Naranathu Bhranthan which I read from a book in Malayalam, “Aithihyamaala”. My appa had bought that book during one of his travels, along with another book., “kathasaritsaagar”. In Aithihyamaala(garland of myths) there were stories about 12 children of Pandit Vararuchi. The most impressive one is that of Naranathu Bhranthan. Historically, he is considered a “Siddha”(a realized person), but the name Naranathu Bhranthan, literally meant the Mad person of Naranathu(place).

His routine.. In the morning, after waking up, he used to push a huge boulder up a steep hill. He used put a lot of effort in taking the boulder up mountain and by evening he will manage to take it on top of the hill. Once its on top of the hill, he wont waste a moment in pushing it down and laugh out loudly, while it rolls down. No wonder people used to call him mad and used to laugh out loudly. But little did they know, that Naranathu Bhranthan was laughing at them.

People still laugh at Naranathu Bhranthans.

Another story of Naranathu Bharanthan soon