Can you be sad while listening such song?


Soya beans soup

Finally!! Being a vegetarian, I always look for ways to incorporate richness in food for myself and family. My eyes were on tofu, soya beans and mushroom from long long while. Few weeks ago, Eenadu paper carried 5 different recipes with soya. I liked them in an instant, but given my usual self – never cared to cut and preserve the article. So, I just went ahead and invented the recipe today. And when my mother in law is praising it, I am sure I cannot find anybody who will not like it. 🙂

Here goes the recipe :



100 grams of Soya beans – soaked overnight and pressure cook for 4 whistles.Just mash it very lightly, do not make paste.

5 green chilli cut in 2 halfs

5 medium size tomatoes

6 black pepper corns

1/2 tsp dry ginger powder

10 almonds

1/2 cup of coriander

Red chilli powder

2 tsp chick pea flour


In a blender – put green chilli, coriander, almond, black pepper, dry ginger powder. First blend them for 20 seconds. Then add tomatoes and blend it until its very paste like consistency.

Take a pan, and put 3 tbsp of oil. Add jeera and then add the blended mixture. Add water, and bring it to a boil. Once it comes to boil, add salt, red chilli powder and boiled soya beans. Mix the chick pea flour in some water and add it to the soup as well. Cover the lid and let the entire ingredients cook for 5-7 minutes. Once done, garnish with coriander leaves and please your family !:)

The taste is a bit tangy and dal-soup like consistency. On a side note, I extracted the juice of 1 lemon. When I checked the taste, realized i dont need lemon at all. But, you can try adding lemon juice & some more chilli powder if yours becomes more bland.

Have a good day and keep rocking!!

How to create custom ringtone on Samsung Galaxy s2

My husband is in goa with his friend. Some time back,  he wanted the intro song of the telugu movie “Denikaina Ready” as ringtone in his s2. So, while he left his s2 home during his trip( thanks to my daughter) – I wanted to surprise him by setting the ringtone. I connected the usb and got lost in the whole list of folders displayed.

This came to my rescue:

It’s all set now – waiting for him 🙂  Putting it here, just in case I would need it again and again later…

Have a good day and keep rocking!!

I too had a love story : Book Review

IImage wanted to read this book from quite quite long. Managed to finish it today, in an hour and half. The feel in the book is awesome. How hard it must have been for the author to recollect everything until his fiancee’s death and pen them down? When you read fiction, you tend to question it at times. When you know you are reading some one else’s real life story – just read and feel.

It’s hard to describe in detail but at few places the book is really great. Not being a tragic lover, I skipped the portions of the book where Khushi gets admitted to the hospital. If you are travelling somewhere and have about 2 hours to kill – go ahead and read it. You’ll not regret!!

On a side note, the author is a tester in Infosys.  Somehow, this fact made me a bit happy as the general impression these days is software people go overseas and make lot of money. But are good for nothing. Wish I hear more software people doing better non-software things.

Have a good day and keep rocking!!

Did you get your Pap smear done?

While waiting at my favorite doctor for my mother in law’s checkup, I saw a tall slim Muslim lady come for checkup. She sat beside me and her both kids started wandering around. I offered my seat to her kids, but the other seat hog empty. So, her kids got the seat and we got talking. She asked me if I came for checkup. I nodded and repeated the question. With a gynec issue, she said.

The tension was clearly visible on her face. She had her Pap smear done yesterday, and is waiting for her results today. As we chit chat, her kids come and go, telling her little tidbits of interesting information they have captured about the hospital. She says

my mother died of cervical cancer

I have seen hoardings, banners and advertisements but never personally known anybody die of cervical cancer. That explains why she is tensed of the Pap smear results shd will get today. I do not have mother in law either, she sighed.

During conversation, she Asked me if I got my Pap smear done. I was Bit ashamed to say that if never gets done despite being very important. She smiles and says ,”with mother is the family. Please get your Pap smear done”. It seems now vaccines are available for women upto 45 years of age. I appreciate science for this.

I have been telling my husband that I will get Pap smear done since last 3 years. But, despite having time, energy and money – I never got one done. Isn’t one death story enough to convince me to get the test done?

I appeal to all women on this world through my blog to get their Pap smear done. By the way, my Muslim friend has come out smiling from the doctor’s room. God bless her.

Have a good day and keep rocking!!

Motherhood: A Song Of Life

This is my entry for the contest run by Women’s Web.

Motherhood is like a rainbow, if I am allowed to describe it correctly. You have the rain, but when you see the rainbow – you smile from the bottom of your heart and forget the rain which almost drove you crazy. I’m a proud mother of a 25 month girl, Saanvi.

Is it really possible to verbalize the feeling that your kids give you? Let me try. I had a relatively easy pregnancy and except the backpain, I did not experience any other symptoms. People said I was very lucky, but I had my share of luck in delivery where I had to deal with back labor. I still remember the doctor shouting at me, not to stop pushing the baby because it would have psychological issues if she tries to come out and cannot come so many times. But, the contraction stopped. What else can I do? My helplessness with Saanvi started at that moment.

Soon, we had bundle of joy in our hands. Lucky enough, god has blessed me with her food supply and she  was happy drinking mama’s milk for a couple of months. Right in her first few days of birth, her thumb started going to her mouth and her resistance to removing it was amazing. Her first victory.

I resumed work, after couple of months. I tried to take my share of victory by putting a pacifier in her mouth for 1/2 hour in the morning before going to work. when I came in the afternoon to feed her, to my utter shock and disbelief – she has just rejected me and my milk. That left me with countless hours of expressing milk and feeding her with a bottle. Her first manmaani.

When I came back from work, I would see her in poses which would make my heart drop.  My mom, smiling would tell me – she is trying to sit. And yes, she did really achieve it after showing me all the scariest poses she could, barely months after she was born. Her first achievement.

When she was around 15 months, one day she decided she was bored of food. She did not take a single solid particle into her mouth for 45 days. Despite doctor scolding me very badly for keeping her on milk and looking stupid for not being able to feed atleast juices to my daughter, there was no choice left for me. Her first food strike.

We took her to family care at 8:30 AM, with new bag, lunch and snacks box and all her new accessories. I’ve been telling her since couple of days that she will be going to aunty’s house and there will be other kids to entertain her. That was the first day she was going out, since she was born. We left her at 8:45 AM  and walked out, despite her crying at her possibly top voice. The half an hour, where I waited nearby the family care house was the toughest time for me since Saanvi was born. What was she doing? Is she still crying? Is she roaming around, like an inspector finding things to play and avoiding all human beings? Atlast, I got a call that she’s all settled and looking forward for the day. I picked her up at 4 PM in the evening. Her first outing.

She asks her daddy that she is really hungry. Gets the bike keys and asks him to buy a banana. Her first shopping. Having counted her firsts, everything related to her is a first for me. I cried, did things wrong, did not listen to advise. Countless firsts.  Nevertheless, I think that motherhood is not a express highway ride, but rather jungle trekking for unexperienced trekker. No matter what the experiences are, my life is never the same. Now, I keep wondering on what I did with all the time I spend with my daughter, before she was born? Whatever I did, is definitely not so enriching.

My father used to quote me couple of times that, you will understand about your parents much better only when you have kids. I second that, and in my personal experience life with kids is much much better that it was before.  I still spend hours to make her eat, but the joy and satisfaction that I get when she finishes her food is boundless. I still have to think twice before I go out, but the pride I feel when she comes to the temple and insists on praying at every god is priceless.

Saanvi has managed to teach me priorities in life very well. And I am fortunate that, dealing with her made me realize certain appreciable things in me and things that need improvement. As a mother, I think my most important job is to decide what Saanvi will believe and think when she is grown up. And every single day, mother hood is striving to make her the best you can, and always better than you.