This isn’t a post,but just a frail and meek cry for help. Have you guys updated your wordpress app?? And if yes,then are you facing the music??
What I mean is.. My reader doesn’t show the ” BLOGS I FOLLOW” tag.. Says “you’re not following anybody“.. Well, I would have appreciated that comment if it was about my personal choices in real life..,Yep!! I’m not following anybody.. 😁😁 I’m carving my own niche and all that self esteem alias self motivation jazz..
But here on WordPress.com… That’s like my worst nightmare.. I need to read.. I was born to read.. My resume has ” Well read in biological sciences” … See??? It has read!! 😭😭😭
Is anybody facing this bug aka glitch solely on the app??? OHHHH HOLY GUACAMOLE!!! If you are,then probably you can’t see this post in your reader too 😱😱😓😖😢😢 It’s blimey dumb to use the Lappy all the time,to see you guys.. Laptops and notebooks are inconvenient buggers. Big,heavy and pricey.. 😒😒😒
Sinking down the spirals of nothingness for now… Damn you WordPress update.. Updates are supposed to UPDATE not DOWNDATE.. Btw.. I don’t care if that word isn’t English.. I do have creativity rights 😭😭😭 which no one will ever see..
** hello! Hello! Hello??? Is anybody there?? Can you hear me?? **
And Noorain’s cry goes unheard..
p.s.s : I’m desperately trying to reach out,my tags make it evident.. 😒😒
Ramadan’s are all about the spiritual cleanse. It’s so much more than just the superficial fasting. People tend to associate Ramadan with just the fasting. I get a lot of friends who say ” wow,how do you do that?” Or ” You must feel relieved by the evening to eat again”. A lot of people ask me why do I do it? Is it hard??etc etc..
Here are a few pointers and myth busters for people who don’t know a lot about Ramadan:
1) Ramadan is all about fasting: Well, that’s the most obvious of all the stuffs revolving around Ramadan. It’s also about Sympathy and Empathy. It’s about building a bond with yourself,understanding who you really are. It’s about a certain code of conduct and implementing humility in your life. It’s a crash course of sorts to personality development.
We fast,not for ourselves..but to primarily understand what does someone who is lesser privileged than ourselves goes thru each day of his life. It’s to empathise with somebody else’s hunger and thirst. That somebody who doesn’t have the privilege to swipe his card at the drop of the hat.It’s highly beneficial for your body,but that’s just a bonus,not the reason for fasting.
2) Ramadan is about feasting: Ramadan’s specially in Bangalore are all about the 100’s of dishes you get to savour,they have stalls all across the major city hubs like ” Frasertown, Koramangala and Jayanagar”.
Ummm.. Nopes!! That’s not what we really want. Ramadan is about a certain middle path,where you’re depriving yourself of food and water the whole day and then thanking God for bestowing his mercies on you,by breaking your fast called Iftar with good food.
But what’s happening is people are depriving themselves and gorging food like this is the last meal. Last supper kinds.
3) Ramadan is about being pious for the month: Again a bummer,it’s not about being just pious for this month,but being able to broadcast that pious trait to the other months. Thereby making it a part of your lifestyle.. It’s a gentle reminder to oneself about what is expected from you. Like an empathic heart,a pure soul and a sense of spreading love across.
4)Charity only in Ramadan: We follow two types of charity. One in Ramadan called “Zakat” and one throughout the year called ” Khairat Or Sadaqah”.
Zakat is more like your income tax returns,you are obliged to pay it yearly. Not much,no slabs,no distinction… Just about 2.5% of your income. For me,it’s just forgetting that ” COACH” handbag. Worth it right?? My Coach bag can sponsor 20 to 30 families for the whole month.. 👍🏻👍🏻 Your WANTS/DESIRES are someone else’s NEEDS and essentials.
The Khairat or sadaqah is to be followed throughout the year span. Donating as much as you can,on your terms. If you are short of money,even a smile or a kind thought counts as charity. It’s an unadulterated form of love for the receiver’s soul. ❤️❤️
5) Here’s the bonus…. Tadaa!!! It’s not just about SAMOSA’S:
Well,that’s just a joke… Why goodness me… It’s all about samosas. They are the most staple snack of Ramadan. Called as the Samosa,Sambosek,Saamoos,etc. The humble samosa finds its way onto your table spreads.
It’s such a big comforting feel to sink your teeth in pastry filled with savoury fillings. Samosas are spicy,fried and flavourful. All of these 3 attributes make it a must have . There are a billion ways to make it.. Yep!! I’m awfully serious. Anyhow, Here’s my easy peasy version of samosa’s which are made just under an hour. I’m not gonna be telling you how to make the pastry or how to shape the samosa,as everyone knows about it. I’m giving you the recipe for the savoury filling.
Meat Samosa’s : Makes 50
Switz samosa patties- 50 strips( I really love these because they don’t soak up a lot of oil & also take lesser time to fry)
Chicken boneless chopped,don’t shred them too fine-1 kg (use any meat of your choice)please take a look at the pictures to get a gist of how fine the chicken mince is.
One bunch of spring onions
White onions sliced- 800gms
Garlic- 3 cloves
Ginger- half an inch
Ginger-garlic paste- 4 tsps
Garam masala – half a tsp
Coriander powder- 2 tsp
Mint- half a cup,finely chopped
Coriander- one cup,finely chopped,used as garnish.
3-4 tsp of Peri Peri masala,about 25 gms( I used Sabys Barbee Mania)
A capful of vinegar,which is approximately 20 mls.
Oil for frying
Salt to taste.
Boil chicken mince in 300 mls of water. The water with the 3 cloves of garlic,few sprigs of mint and half an inch of ginger must be on a rolling boil,before you add the chicken. Basically,you’re boiling chicken mince with mint,ginger and garlic. Boil till the water evaporates. Take it out,keep aside.
In another pan,heat some oil. In it add the rest of the mint and fry till crisp.
Add the ginger-garlic paste and fry till it blushes. Now add the chicken mince and garam masala and stir it around well.
Add the peri peri sauce or masala. I mix about 25 gms of the masala with a capful of vinegar and put it into the chicken mince.
Give it a good stir and now add the sliced onions.Another five minutes maybe,just before removing mince from the flame,add coriander and you’re done.
Keep it to cool and fill a generous tablespoon of the filling into the patties.
Fry them in oil and serve with chutney of your choice or just on its own.
This is an extremely easy and Quick way of making the filling. I adored giving the chicken mince a twist of peri peri sauce.
I’m currently infatuated with “Sabys Barbee Mania Masala” range. I’m using a lot of their products and the results are spot on.
Will be reviewing the “Peri-Peri Masala and Spicy Dosa Mix” in the next post.
Till then,enjoy these samosas,let’s spread love across.. And I will try baking them the next time round. 🍴❤️
Tea times for me are very sacred. It’s that portion of the day,when I just sit back and relax. I lose myself over a nice hot cuppa green tea with a constant nibbling of cookies and biscuits. I lose myself over a current favourite book or over the kindle pages.
For me tea times are sacred. My little one has to be fast asleep or busy with some crayons or plasticine. So,I really value that little time which I promise myself everyday. During this time I’m spoiling myself with delectable treats. With Japanese teas to flavoured ones with chocolate cookies to oat ones. And as I’ve been on the clean eating spree,I try to steer away from the usual dose of guilty nibbles.
My heart has set itself on this really amazing brand of cookies. I dunno how easily available they are in the supermarkets,but I got mine from ” STAR BAZAAR” and I’m like stupendously happy about it.
I could find only 3 flavours of the cookies,namely:
Oat 25 Ten grains
Oat 25 with strawberry
Oat 25 with hazelnuts and chocolate chips
I’m was in two minds to club all of them or to whether just concentrate on ” Oat 25 ten grain”. Then I thought maybe I need to give a nice detailed review and chucked the mashup thought.
Here’s our winner:
Just look at that neat packaging,I just love it. The big cookie looks so delectable. I could abso-blooming-lutely eat it off the packaging.
What’s Julie’s and can I get more information about the cookies?
Julie’s is a novelty brand here, it’s still gaining momentum I guess. I really haven’t seen it anywhere else,that’s why I hoarded 10 of each flavour. 😖😖 Julie’s is made in “MALAYSIA” and is priced at a very reasonable ” Rs.159″ for 200 gms pack.
The packaging is ever so neat and is packaged by the serving. You’ll just get to know what I mean.
Notice those little green packs?? There are 8 convi packs in each box.Those little packs are made for one serving. Each serving has 3 cookies. Each serving is worth 130 calories,which I presume is a fair enough deal.The ideal packaging also retains freshness,discourages over eating and helps you control your portions.
What are these cookies made up of and how do they taste?
These babies,specially Oat 25 ten grain is made up of ten grains. Talk about being multi grained. The grains that go into each cookie are:
If I may,let me tell you one thing… This is the holy grail of all multigrain cookies and biscuits. When did you last see all this or at least half of this in a cookie??? Never right?
Apart from the excellent health benefits,it tastes yumm..The taste is very buttery and oat-y and also has a hint of sweetness to it. Has the whiff of a milky flavour too. When you bite into your cookie,you can’t help but notice those flax seeds waving back at you.
And… When I see flax seeds,I feel so motivated that I’m eating healthy. 👍🏻👍🏻
These are my new favourites and I’m soooo digging them. I could take a plunge in a big pool of these cookies, kinda like Uncle Scrooge 😁😁
These are my gold nugget equivalents. Give it a try and tell me how well these babies fared with you.
Green grass,blue skies,yellow benches and red hearts. As I pass through Cubbon Park,I can’t help but notice a certain sense of love and melancholic vibe to this place. For me this place resonates a sense of achievement.
I remember coming here one fine day because there was a soirée of some sorts at home and I had the dreaded ” Constitution” paper the next day. I came silently with the hubs and sat down under that ” Poinciana tree”.. I felt quite miserable at missing out the fun but then remembered the Caustic and acrid taunts which people had generously bestowed upon me.
” Aaah!! She’s a newly married bride,do you think she’s gonna take the exam seriously??”
” I can bet my life on it,that she can’t do it. She won’t even pass a semester,let alone the whole course.”
“Have you seen her??? She’s a beauty freak,if she can get some spare time from staring at the mirror,maybe she’ll attend a class or two.”
“Does she think Law is a joke?? It needs like a lot of time and concentration. It’s not the same as opening a lippy and swiping it on.”
“Bwahahahahahaha.. Let’s see!!”
I really couldn’t prove all of them right,could I?? I had too much at stake. It seems like a day so far off in my memory,but really it was just 3 years ago.
Today when I walk into the same room as them, they don’t praise my hardwork or the uphill battle I fought. They are too stuck up to do something like that.
What they do is keep shut. That disbelief,that disparage,that obnoxious know it all attitude has met its match. They can try to not acknowledge my feat,but they certainly can’t ignore it. For me,their silence is the biggest achievement.
The most stupendous dose of adrenaline to ever course through my body was when I held my “Law Degree Certificate” in my grip.. I just broke down into tears,I remembered the pain I went thru,the nights I kept awake,the projects,the assignments,the painful thoughts of giving up..
5 days post my wedding was my first semester exam. The final semester left me with a 1 year and 8 months baby. Getting the previous B.Sc degree was a breeze for me. Trust me on that…
Yup.. I proved that I could do it. Thank you to all of you who supported me and a bigger thank you to those who thought I would be an epic fail.
To the ones who had no hopes in me and mocked at me.. Today’s Quote is for you.. Hope you guys love it xoxoxoxo 😈😈😈
And today… I don’t have any nominations.
Today’s post was a very personal one. It was so much like a burden off my heart. I really wanna thank ” SHWETA” for nominating me and in that process,letting me spill the beans.
I loved doing this challenge.. Super yes I did.. ❤️❤️❤️
I’m in a pensive mood.Hmmm,,. I guess I should be smothering and showering credits to the girl I saw today at a French class registration counter. Yep! I go to French classes,I bunk more than attending them.. Oui, très bien??
She was a pretty one. What struck me was her personality. There were no two ways about it, she was ” CARRIEBRADSHAW” from “ SEX AND THE CITY“. Her dressing sense,her curly-mind-of-their-own hair,the blonde Color,the Nameplate Necklace which read ” CARRIE ” 😒😒and those pumps.😱😱
I don’t see any wrong in that,I mean we all look for inspiration and we subconsciously get led by that inspiration. But ” Yuhooo!! Dahling!! Living,breathing and being a fictional or non fictional character is sooooo passé.. 😐😐
I’d prefer calling that as ” THE FAUX PAS” of life😒😒. I mean,lets get serious here.. Dressing up is one thing and being a character is another. Our lives are solely ours,why pass it on to a character?? Or why lose yourself being one? Is being YOU that disappointing? Is being YOU not worth it? Or is being YOU shameful???
She kept hoodwinking herself by blurting monologues of “ SATC” to a friend of her’s,like “ GIRL!!Shopping’s my cardio” and I’m like thinking to myself that maybe she needs less of the actual cardio and more of the mental cardio. Carrie is a fictional character,she can afford saying such goobledeegook.
She was such a pretty one,I can’t help but say that. I would’ve even exchanged a few words,told her how pretty she looks or how killer those pumps are… had she possessed any personality of her own.
I’m interested in making new friends..Gosh!! i rarely see somebody as friendly as me…
I’m over SATC,watched too many re-runs,seen too much drama,watched the movies and bid ” CARRIE BRADSHAW” a goodbye.. I or anyone for that matter of fact,would love to meet a real person. The mystery of finding out who he/she really is as a person,is the best part of friendship. No matter how psyched up or brainless you are,nothing beats the feeling of “BEING YOURSELF”!! People like you?? That’s good news. People don’t like you?? That’s better news.
Noone,absolutely noone fancies a fake person. Period.
PIECE OF ADVICE TO NON-FICTIONAL CARRIE:
Maybe your nameplate necklace must read “CARRIE’d away” rather than ” CARRIE”
With that being said, here’s the Quote of the day:
Im not doing the gyaan guru stuff here,hell i love the fakeness too. I love to pout,yes I do… Like this :
Do you think I did that 10 years ago?? Ahem.. No.. I’m just following a trend which suits me good.. 😁😁
Yaayy.. I’m in for another interactive thing. Well,being a relatively new blogger,each little challenge or award gets me going on.. Pretty much like this :
Ahem!!! So apart from feeling all excited about this awesome “post a quote challenge”,I’m also super stoked about having a same location blogger friend “https://themissshweta.wordpress.com/ “. She’s like the oodles of oomph and fun.. You really oughta check out her blog.
So a bigggggg heartfelt thank you dear shweta… Love and hugs!!
Here are the rules :
– Post 1 quote a day for 3 days (can be your own or from other sources)
– Nominate 3 bloggers to participate per post thank the person who nominated you
My quote for the day is:
Tadaaa!! Did you like it?? Did you?? Haan?? Did you???
Honestly speaking,well… Technically,it’s honestly typing.. Oh well!! You get the drift.. I’ve always come across like a kazillion of those “more crap,less sense” kinda people.. Ohh wait!! A kazillion would have made me super famous by now..
Sorry,sorry… So, what I was telling is,I’ve come across like a lot of these kinda people,who rarely spurt something even knowledgable from their mouths,but they live in this false conception called ” dimwitedness superiority complex”,where according to them,every word they say is worth its weight in “Gold” and superimpose their ideologies on others.It’s kinda hard to talk sense into them,and not really easy to ignore them either.
Like,my husband and I had this anonymous client who came up to us and said “ I wanna file a divorce on the grounds of impotency“. We said alright,got chatting with her about how she should go into counselling first.We talked to her about how she really felt and asked her,for how long has this been going on and she curtly replied “ From the time @&₹£$ was born” We asked her,who that was and she said” Why,that’s our son madam!!”
All I did was gulp some water down and tell her to get some rest first. Impotency and a child.. Err.. She’s clearly gonna win.. Yep!! This is a true story… Common sense RIP!!!
” Food crosses the invisible borders of countries,outwits visa authorities and gives you a glimpse of another world,all while you sit and work your knives and forks”- Noorain
Nando’s,is properly pronounced as ” NAN-DOUGHS” as opposed to it taking a very indianized version ” NANDU’s”. I find that as annoying as a colicky baby.. 😖😖
Nando’s has been around for quite sometime now, existing at church street and hugging our love handles with every bite. It was quite a surprise when I saw them bid their ” au revoir’s” to us…. Teary eyed I tried to forget them by finding recipes for ” Nando’s peri- peri chicken” on the web..which lemme tell you were epic fails 😞 I even went all the way to ” Sheikh Zayed Road” in Dubai for a taste..
And then one day,just like how you see your long lost school crush and skip a heartbeat .. I saw them again,running at a full fledged pace at ” Park Square Mall,Whitefield.” I promised myself that,no matter what.. Irrespective of the dreaded choking traffic, I was gonna return again.. One thing led to another and I always falterd 😢
It was just a few days ago,that the ” Nando’s” P.R team aka ” Shambhavi Mishra” got in touch with my dear blogger friend “Vidyalakshmi” and invited the Food bloggers over for a tasting session.
Nando’s was launching a new menu.. Yumm..And that was a motivation enough.. I had to forget work,appointments,meetings and all that jazz and I had to go… Or else.. I knew it that I wouldn’t ever forgive myself. 👍🏻
I found myself here on a balmy evening,it was like God had set things for me. Balmy evening and mildly spiced ” Nando’s” peri peri = Cloud nine.
The atmosphere from the moment you entered was pure contagious. As soon as you enter, you see the staff with colourful Mohawks,colombina masks and faux glittery Homburg hats,and that very moment you know that you’re in a right place.
The decor has been kept neat and crisp with heavy tones of a cross between ” Red Beech wood and English Walnut wood”. I loved the sense of cosy warmth with a hint of vintage feel. The wooden chairs and tables were such a refreshment from the usual plushes.. So on the whole,the ambience is perfect for a date,family dinner or a professional follow up..👍🏻
Now,let’s get down to business,shall we?? A breakdown of the dishes I sampled.. Well,to be honest.. I broke down into tears of joy after having some of them 😢😢
At Nando’s they have a special Summer Menu,well,it’s 17 times more special. With 17 new entrants to strut into your cravings list. The veg menu is to kill for,it any day beats the living daylights outta pure veg restaurants.. And my dears,things are just getting better here:
The Peri crusted chicken wings: All The chicken at “Nando’s” are left mercilessly for a 24 hour marination and this gives you that guaranteed flavour,which comes from within..
The original chicken has a soft spot for me,but the new Peri-Crusted Chicken??? Well,it’s just got me begging for more. If you loved the original,you’re gonna be obsessed with the Peri-Crusted one..
The flavours are amazing and that distinct flame grilled marks?? Aaah.. Heaven. The smokiness coupled with different kinda heat was a something you ought to not miss.
All together now(Rs.450/-):Some dishes need a pause,for the sole reason of it being overwhelmingly delicious. Having been bought up in the Middle East,any mezzeh platter always has a big soft spot for me.
The” All Together Now” had a mix of brined black and green olives, a spicy veg dip( as innocent as it looks,it was a killer) , hummus with the peri peri drizzle.. Served with warm pita triangles.
This was just what I needed..nostalgia overdose 😁 it’s something I wouldn’t miss if I’m dining here.
Something Exotic(Rs.190/-): When our maître d’ came up to our table and served us this extremely innocent looking medley of watermelon and Cottage cheese squares on a skewer,I asked him,” what’s it called?”.. He replied,” Something Exotic” and I said,” I see that but the name??”… It was only after our host “Shambhavi” explained.. Did I understand that, it’s named as one.
Well,lemme tell you.. I absolutely loved this.. The freshness of those watermelon squares when combined with the cottage cheese was such a palate cleanser,that I just had to gorge some more. Outta the world combination.
Algrave Salad(Rs.240/-):I have a penchant for delicious crunchy greens. I love salads. The”Algrave Salad” was a hearty mix of fresh bell peppers,cos lettuce,rocket leaves,some delicious roasted cashews with melt in the mouth feta cheese. They had also added the peri sauce chicken tenders to the salad. You could absolutely exclude the chicken if you’re a veg.The dressing was a lovely vinaigrette and struck the right chord with my tastebuds.
The Gourmet Mushroom and Halloumi burger(Rs.280/-) :I get those ” Pehla Pyaar” ( first love) kinda tingles when I even talk about this burger. I mean,who in the world… In their right sense of mind.. Turn a blind eye to this burger?? No.. Really…
Nando’s played the part of a seductive temptress with this burger. The beauty of it was the flavour… Oh! Dear me.., the flavour!!! Black mushrooms and a Halloumi?? I need to “hello me” to snap myself out of the reverie.
Ambrosial bulbous black mushrooms which just burst with flavour on sinking your teeth in,only to be complemented by the brine-y soft Halloumi,with rocket and sweet chilli sauce.. This is on my “Comfort food” list. I also had a little side of coleslaw with my burger,which was just fair enough.
No Bones About it Platter: Delectable pieces of chicken flame grilled and adjusted to your spice level with sides. I’m not that much of a spice lover,but the chicken was just marvellous,though I had a spare tear and a itchy ear,I loved it.. It has your favourite butterfly chicken and chicken thighs in this platter. Served with sides,which I skipped.
Angry Mango Burger: I just had a little bite of this,it was such a summery thing.. The acidity of mango just cut thru the heat of the chicken and the explosion was all ” mangoes and love”. Someone who has a mango thing going on.. Must check this out..
Citrus Bliss(Rs.180/-): This was the first thing to grace my table,an extremely mint-orangey medley going on here,made my food worthwhile..
Veg Espetada Carnival (Rs.280/-): Again,I couldn’t sample much of this,save for a bite. Nando’s is well known for their Espetada’s.. The deliciously juicy meat on skewer stands. Hold on… Hear me out.. They have introduced the ” veg Espetada’s” so that the vegetarians don’t feel left out..
Beautifully well marinated cottage cheese,bell peppers strewn across waiting to be devoured is a sight worth your money. The colours are ever so vibrant on it.. Yum factor sores across and hits the roof.. I’m an occasional non vegetarian(only chicken),and il tell you… This veg Espetada can give the Espetada Rustica a run for its life.. 😋😋😋 but oh well,that’s my perception..
And with that my short sojourn at ” Nando’s” ended.. I had no room for desserts,so I skipped that.
Here’s the butterfly chicken trio,(trio because it had various heat levels..)that I dint sample:
The bloggers meet was a very successful one,with lots of beautiful faces to grace the meet. Made a bunch of new friends and had a superb time..
Vidyalakshmi, Shambhavi,shruti suresh, nita Mehta,Rumana, Tejas,Suman,captain hari,lohith, Nameesh,Shiju,Sridhar… You guys were just the best lot.. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Sorry for the digression,so go ahead, satiate those cravings with a plate of love from NANDO’S..
** P.s. All the pricing quoted is for just the own its own,without any sides. No combination pricing included.
I saw her go across the street and sit down on the pavement. I was waiting for the husband,but at this point..I couldn’t care any less, and with an asinine trance,I traced her footsteps. Tattoo that read ” Freedom” inked across her forearm,just glistened . Much like it had its own personal halo radiating. Oh.. Maybe that was her eyebrow piercing.
I maintained a good perimeter of a difference,where I could see her and yet not intrude. I wasn’t a stalker,I was but intrigued by her demeanour. She wore her hair ” blood red with highlights of platinum blonde”. Her eyes were caramel and her lips a goth black. Her nails were painted yellow with ” Devil” written on it. Her distressed jeans were an acid wash blue. Her tank top a distressed greenish black one.Her fingers were adorned with silver rings,her hand filled with baubles.
Her backpack,a reflection of who she thought she was,slangs,unintelligible scribbles,blotches of color, the trident( don’t understand if it was the trident of Poseidon or Shiva or the trident of the devil) I didn’t get it… I know she cared.. She cared about moulding a certain image of herself.. That’s why she went ahead and constructed a wall and put a billboard on it,shouting ” I’m different”.. She has sparked,whiffed up and engendered a pot of boiling controversies. Let me remind you,we are in India.. Things still are regressive. We love girls to be dainty and girly..Well,we only accept them like that.. Hmmmph!!!
She looked at me and she frowned. I had to look away… ” Goodness me.. I oughta have never looked at her,let alone follow her here”
She violently picked her backpack up.. Dusted her worn out and distressed jeans.. She squinted her eyes.. She took steps towards me.. Her eyes peered with suspicion. * gulp*
” Oh no!! Now she’s coming at you.. Noorain,what the hell are you gonna tell her,you’re so screwed.. Is she gonna punch the living day lights off you??Is she gonna cuss??? You hate all that…,where the hell is that husband of yours when you need him the most?”
I stood,with a bout of dialogues getting scripted in my head. I was thinking up something smart to evade her… How I wish I had a skunk… Or at least,a skunk power???( Squirt,and she runs in the opposite direction)
” Noorain you don’t even have your phone handy,so that you can feign that you were preoccupied with something else.. Darn it, you don’t even have a coffee handy.. Ok.. Ignore,just ignore..”
” Hey girl!!” Says she… And I know she’s talking to me,yet I act surprised and look around and say ” who me??”…
My ” who me??” Was the most nonchalant “who me??” ever to grace on this Earth..
“Yeah sweet thing,I guess this is yours!” And she picks up my debit card from the ground and hands it over to me.
” I saw you drop it,and you took no heed to it… You gotta be careful babes,there are a bunch of weirdos out here,and not every time will someone return things to you,btw…my name’s ****, take care!!” And she wandered off into the chocked streets.
I just muttered a bewildered and a distraught ” Thank you”.. I couldn’t have been ashamed anymore.
She is a rebel,rebelling against the pandemonium of the so called acceptable normalcy.
She is a rebel,rebelling against a united opinion..which she thinks is wrong.
She is a rebel,rebelling against not you( spare the wishful thinking,that you are ever so important to her),but against herself to find who she really is.
Hypocrites are we,who base opinions on a person’s physical appearance,colour,race and qualifications and not on who they really are.
Look beyond that… blur the borders of appreciating or degrading this clay urn,you call a body… Focus on the intangible part of who you really are.. Your soul..
My husband came within seconds of her disappearing,and almost as if to wash away or clean my thoughts.. It started raining. Raining so heavily, yes.. My thoughts were cleansed off prejudice..
I met a rebel today and she completely changed my notion of what is ” Acceptable”.
[[* hats off* to my dear rebel, who just twinkled in a page of my life,but very staunchly left her mark behind.. ]]