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Share Your World – 2016 Week 46

Are you a traveler or a homebody? 

Both, but more a homebody. I enjoy home comforts. I am a reluctant traveler, but once on the road I start enjoying it. There are some places I would love to see, but only if one of my child is with me. I would hate to be on my own going to some far off place.

What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.

I don’t like commercials. If I wanted to — it would be like those Google Doodles, which are like funny and creative. It would be imparting positive thoughts.

Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.

My real name starts with S. Shy and Sunny. 

My name means the early morning breeze, so with the rising sun, I am full of energy, and have a sunny disposition. In the evenings it declines, but is back in full force the next morning. I am a shy person. Sometimes I think it’s a curse, cause in instances where circumstances demand I should be bold, I try to hide back, which is a disadvantage I would like to get rid off.

List some fun things for a rainy day.

I love to walk in the rain. It is such an enjoyable thing to do. Coming back home after thoroughly getting cold, and chilled have Samosas and Chat to eat.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

I am grateful for everything past, present and future in my life. I can only say Shukr Alhumdullilah which means Thank you God. Everyday is a bonus in my life. 

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Share Your World – 2016 Week 46

Fireside Chat

What person whom you don’t know very well in real life — it could be a blogger whose writing you enjoy, a friend you just recently made, etc. — would you like to have over for a long chat in which they tell you their life story?

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I would love to meet those famous personalities whom I admire, and those writers, whose writings I adore. I know this much that when I meet any of them, I would be happy beyond words. I am sure I would be doubting the reality of it.

I don’t know which personality I would be at that moment. The outgoing one! Laughing, and full of words, or the other one —– shy, awkward, and tongue tied?

Most of my life, I used to think, the trouble lay with me. One night, out walking I confided it to my son. I told him, how different I was at separate occasions. It was baffling.

He said, “no, it’s not you, but the people you meet. They are the ones, who draw out the different you”.

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Invitation to Dinner

Daily Prompt: Saved by the Bell
Tell about the time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

My husband’s friends rang up to say that they were in town. They planned to visit us at 5p.m, and would have a cup of tea, nothing more.

R was excited at their coming, and asked me what was I going to serve. Except for shami kebabs  (I promptly took some out to thaw), there was nothing else cooked and ready to serve.

I had already concluded that I will have to forgo my afternoon sleep. I set out to work. I made a dessert first, and put it in the freezer to chill. Then I made chicken tikka and chat. I heated the shami kebabs. By that time it was already four thirty. I switched on my Hostess Trolley to keep the eatables warm and rushed to take a shower.

The friends stayed till late, and my husband kept pressing them to have dinner with us. I had nothing for dinner. Normally I cooked in the evening. I kept praying in my heart that they will refuse, which thankfully they did. If they had stayed, I would have been in a fix.

I wonder why husbands are so obtuse?

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Invitation to Dinner

Down the Ring of Fire

Do you love hot and spicy foods, or do you avoid them for fear of what tomorrow might bring?

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My stomach doesn’t like spicy food
But the tongue disagrees with that

Occasionally for a change it wants
Hot and spicy food to begat

Chana chat, kabobs and haleem
Fiery pakoras, samosas and all that

I avoid spicy food like the plague. I don’t go near it. The food I cook is bland and mild to taste. For aroma and taste, I add two or three whole green peppers at the end of cooking. I use a pinch of white cumin too. This adds to the flavor and makes the food more palatable to eat.

My stomach easily gets upset, so I keep myself in check. At parties when I find the food too spicy, I eat the salad, and binge on the dessert. (I agree it’s not a good thing)

At one party, I found the food too spicy. Thankfully, I had put a very small portion on my plate. I pecked at it, and the moment my hostess got engaged elsewhere, I dumped the food in the bin. A lady sitting next to me was innovative. She would take a spoon of the hot and fiery food, and at the same time would shove in her mouth, a table spoon full of the dessert too. She got through the food by alternatively eating food and dessert.

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Down the Ring of Fire

My Luck!

Daily Prompt: The Great Pretender
Are you full of confidence or have you ever suffered from Imposter Syndrome?

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The truth is, I am shaky in confidence in myself. Today’s prompt reminds me of an afternoon tea, where I felt a fraud.

We (my husband and I) had invited about fifteen guests to a tea party. Tea is easier than giving a dinner.

I had made savory dishes like Chana Chat, Shami Kebabs, Samosas, Haleem and Chicken Tikkas. For a sweet tooth, I had made a chocolate dessert and a muffin type thing from coconut, condensed milk and nuts. I had the recipe from an old magazine of mine. It looked complicated and awesome. It looked like I must have gone great lengths over it, but it was easy to make.

The guests came. One of the guests S is spectacular in baking. She used to teach baking and cooking. I don’t know, how one of the guests assumed that the thing I had baked, was made by S. She gushed to S, that the thing looked amazing. I waited for a contradiction from S, but she never said a word. The other guests joined in the praise.

The reality was, whatever I knew about baking was from magazines and cookbooks.

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My Luck!