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Yellows

Yellow to me is a magical colour – the dust sparkles of a fairy. Forget fairytales in a gloomy weather a bright yellow colour of traffic light or t-shirt or mug is enough to cheer me up. Any flower has the power to bring smile to our faces but not like a yellow sunflower. Yellow to me stands for happiness, energy, positivity, warmth, sun, halo, enlightenment and gold (how can I miss that). I always carry a yellow smiley ball in my bag. Firstly it reduces stress if I have any during the day and secondly I just like to take it out and smile at it.

A bunch of yellows to enjoy.

yellow light

yellow light

Yellow and black

Yellow and black

shinning yellow

shinning yellow

golden yellows and velvety reds

golden yellows and velvety reds

yellow christmas ball

yellow christmas ball

 

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Life is full of adventures

Life is full of adventures only if we step out of our comfort zone. Only if I was so certain as to think that tomorrow things will happen exactly the same way I had thought and planned, I would have never known what adventure is? Only if I had to take a step born out of an uncertain situation I would be facing adventure in my life.

Adventure is a part of life. For rich adventure means- horse riding, car racing, gambling and many more. For a poor adventure is- looking for a job, getting a meal may be two times a day, shopping for a new pair of shoes, staying under a roof that partially provides protection from the sun, rain or snow. For a wild animal adventure is-jungle, survival, being a prey, becoming a predator. For a pet adventure would be- going on a walk, playing with someone, running around the house all alone, a chase with a vet.

place on top of a hill

This a temporary house of Gaddi people (locals of Himachal Pradesh, India). It is said that during winter months they make such houses for their cattle like sheep and goats to stay. They would stay there throughout winter as the sun is direct and is helpful for the survival of their cattle in terms of more green pastures and warmth. Once winter is over they come down with their cattle. I was fortunate enough to capture this as they mostly get damaged during thunderstorms. Life for any person living in the mountains is full of adventure, even their everyday routine is full of adventure. As I stood here I kept thinking how their life would have been and how they would have spend their time staying at such a great height where the normal mode of transportation is only walking.

imaginary unicorn

The sun was setting and this poor thing was running up and down for at least five minutes (long enough for me to take a click)making some noise. It was a white mule I guess against the white snow that stirred up some thoughts in my mind. I thought what if it was playing hide and seek calling for the other friends of it. What if it was looking for its partner or calling its child. Apart from this, the sun was about to set and since it was moving frantically it reminded me of Cinderella trying to leave the party at midnight. What if this animal had a power and could turn into a white unicorn or had a home beyond a waterfall. All my answers still left unanswered I could see it disappearing in the white snow mysteriously as it had appeared in front of me. Perhaps I could have gone after it, I’m sure it would have been an adventure of its kind.

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Texture Palette

green grass waves crating texture

The breeze gently touched the long grass in this field and made it dance with it. It showcased shades of greens in its every fold.

 

water patterns

It’s not difficult to find the impressions of footsteps by the shore but impression created by water that had just passed away from this sandy patch made me click this. I liked the pattern created which gave it a very soft texture, one that can be created and recreated again and again.

 

relics of past

This was an old chapel building. The relics of the past,which was once new and smooth, now takes a rough and stern texture.

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Not following straight lines

Straight lines can lead you to your rightful destination but a zigzag is an interesting turn. In buildings they always add beauty as they carry more meaning to the structure. My contribution, in following the straight lines I ended up making zigzag lines.

tower standing zigzag tall

tower standing zigzag tall

It was so hard to resist the zigzag pattern in this tower, so I just clicked it. It was all ready for a zigzag click.

closed door

You need to follow the zigzag to know what’s behind the closed door. Had it had been a straight slope it would not have attracted my keen eyes.

Fatehpur Sikri

Zigzag patterns on the walls of Fatehpur Sikri, India. This pattern reminded me of mountains, of zigzag patterns, in a child’s drawing. But, I get the idea that it would have been no child’s play as these are accurate lines running on the walls.

Water flowing in zigzag

Can you find the zigzag here. Even mother nature finds it tempting. If you are standing by a river you might think that they flow in a straight line, but behind that straight line they would have covered a long distance in a zigzag pattern… carving its way, finding a path to reach its destination and of course crossing you or your city.

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The Talented Mr Potato

It all starts on Monday…Monday evening to be more precise. I, along with my shopping bag go for vegetable shopping. I really look forward to this day, why? Firstly, I get to see some vibrant veggies and fruits in the market. Secondly, my shopping bag gets happy to go out and meet new sets of veggie friends. Thirdly, the fridge is stacked with fruits and veggies and other edible things (it is an open invitation to my eyes and tummy both).

When I go shopping, there aren’t any specifications on my list (just for now). The moment I reach market, everything looks attractive and a small mundane activity turns into a meditative process.

Yes, there are certain things that find their way into my bag based on their vibrant colours but for the others I have to think of their purpose. Some of the picks that found its way into my bag this week were: green vibrant spinach (I didn’t bother much…big leaves, small leaves…made no difference), beautiful red tomatoes, light green cabbage, now if there was cabbage I thought I had to buy its brother cauliflower and if cauliflower was there I thought it would be unfair not to buy its sister broccoli, then some brightly shining purple egg plants…then there were some eye inviting oranges, a nice bunch of grapes and my lovable gorgeous red apples. These were absolutely unintentional buys.

Now, begins the meditative process…all the veggies would need onions (so there goes onions into the bag), how about some green chilles (I need that), some coriander leaves (just in case for some spicy chutney), some baby corns and corns (if I need those for Chinese cuisine), some ginger garlic, beetroots, turnip, beans and capsicums (for Chinese cooking…if I will make) and there comes my final pick…potatoes.

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Potatoes don’t come under my meditative shopping or attractive shopping…they just come with me whenever I go shopping for vegetables. The good thing is that I don’t have to worry about them…because they would be utilized in some or the other way, I’m sure about it. There is something about these potatoes; they are not attractive at all. I mean, they don’t were any colour; they are muddy that’s why the brown colour, but still my kitchen always has some space to share with this humble ingredient.

I find them absolutely humble in nature. You could do anything with them and they will still taste delicious. You don’t need to be a great cook to deal with them. When I’m too hungry and there is nothing, I just boil a few and have it with salt…yum. There are days when I just bake them…then on some occasions they are deep fried to take a golden colour…sometimes I follow the easy to cook method…boil and mash…other times they are added to a pot of veg or non veg casseroles and then there are days when I mix them with normal vegetables to enhance their taste and characteristic.

Well, this time I bought and had kept it in the kitchen. I felt like giving them a glamorous taste by making potato patties (aloo tikkas). So, I got into the preparation of it. I know it sounds very inviting and seems like too much work but let me assure you it is absolutely easy to make.

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The process begins with boiling a few potatoes and then mashing them nicely. Then they are spiced up with some salt, red chilly powder and coriander powder. Then some chopped onions and finely chopped ginger find their way into the bowl. They are mixed properly…then small round shaped patties are made and set on the tray…with some oil in the pan each patties are tossed and turned until golden brown or deep brown…well, I prefer them deep brown. Not too much of an effort you see, there it is on my plate…some coriander chutney to go with it and a gentle squeeze of lime to jazz up the dish…and my tummy is happy.

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Potatoes are my absolute savior, a must in the kitchen…when unexpected guests arrive… deep fry those and sprinkle some chaat masala and salt…with no other veggies (as fillings) you can mash or cube them and make puffs or stuffed parathas. To me, they are “The Talented Mr Potatoes yes, that’s true. That’s the name I’ve chose for them. As you can eat them as you like. You can find them throughout the year. The good thing is you don’t need to be a great or a good cook…all you need is- potatoes and some basic cooking techniques like boiling and frying (just that would do).

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Potatoes are dominant in the eating world…they always find their way in, not because of their looks but because of their taste; the taste which is colourless (just like water, I think) and takes the taste of whatever is added to it or to whatever it is added to.

Some varieties of this humble ingredient are:

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I’m happy for them, I hear you say, why.

Well for a good part of their life they don’t see sunshine, they don’t eat chlorophyll and hence are starved for the colour that its other counterparts take. To the contrary they are brown in colour, something your eyes would miss and be attracted to other colourful vegetables and fruits.

But then talk about getting treated equally, I think they get a fair share of treatment compared to others. There is always a potato in a chips slice; and there are many potatoes in a packet of “Lays Chips” that you hold and eat. Forget the children; there are some adults, that I know of, who would not eat bottle gourd or bitter gourd or even broccoli but give them a packet of chips and see for their reaction. They might say no to other things but ask them, “would you want some French fries?” The answer will always be a yes.

Can’t imagine a green or a purple potato sitting in my kitchen, but that’s something else, perhaps a topic for later. And until my imagination springs to life, I would always buy the normal brown potatoes.

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