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Unsung Friend

Unsung Heroes
by Ben Huberman
We all have our semi-secret, less-known personal favorites — a great B-side, an early work by an artist that later became famous, an obscure (but delicious) family recipe. Share one of your unsung heroes with us — how did you discover it? Why has it stayed off everyone’s radar?

My neighbor Mrs. N lived on the right side of our home. We were new in the neighborhood. The first time we met was, when she decided to cross a gap in the hedge between her home, and mine. She rang our bell, and introduced herself. She told me (very self righteously) that she had waited for enough period for me to visit her.

She was a lovely lady with a peach, and cream complexion, and green eyes. An inch, or two taller than me she took me to task for not wearing heels. Soon I was tottering behind her in four inches heels to our Ladies Club, to trips to tailors, and markets.

She was the one to teach me Chinese dishes. You must have noticed, that Chinese dishes vary from country to country. Here in the US, it’s an Americanized versions of the originals.

Another thing I have noticed is, that every cook does the cooking in a different way. If you don’t believe me, ask your friends to make the same dish (don’t tell them). Every dish will have a different flavor.

Leaving aside Chinese dishes, Mrs. N taught me how to tenderize Chickpeas. My Chana Chaat was a mess. The Chickpeas would be hard as rocks. Every time I attempted to make Chana Chaat, it was a disaster.

She taught me what others never revealed. Many people never really gave away their recipes. They only gave a general idea.

The first time I managed to make mouth watering Chana Chaat, it seemed I conquered Mt. Everest. It was one of my (late) husband’s favorite dish. Please bear in mind there weren’t recipes to google at the click of a button, and no tinned Chickpeas readily available.

I was fortunate to have Mrs. N as a neighbor, and her memory will stay ever bright in my heart.


Make It Count

You’ve been given the opportunity to send one message to one person you wouldn’t normally have access to (for example: The President. Kim Kardashien. A coffee grower in Ethopia). Who’s the person you choose, and what’s the message?


Aftermath of drone attacks in Pakistan. Photos Credit: Google

Mr. President,
As a mother when I see young men, and women who lost their lives, their limbs in this endless war, my heart breaks for them. I cry when I see their homecoming: their ravaged faces, or their dead bodies.

I cry at happenings in my home country-Pakistan: where people die – young, and old at the hands of your war machinery. My country is a war zone, thanks to you, and the others before you.

When I was there, and had to go on some errand, I was never sure whether I would be back home: alive or dead.

You back despotic rulers behind closed doors, while brainwashing Americans you are a champion of democracy.

You support the killings in Syria, Gaza, Afghanistan, Pakistan, and else where round the world.

Stop supporting Evil, and it will go away.

Stop the killings.


Ready, Set, Done

Our free-write is back by popular demand: today write about anything – but you must write for exactly 10 minutes, no more, no less.

The alarm rang at 5.15 am, and I got up for Fajr (morning) prayers. My son had given me a small gadget to measure steps. Once I was done with the prayers, I clipped the gadget to my waist to keep the count.

I walked in my room as I said my Azkars. After that I went down to have my breakfast. I climbed the stairs back to my room, and took the gadget off. Imagine I had walked 668 steps. I will look up Google to see how many further steps would have constituted a mile.

My son has discovered a new Aap, and it’s totally cool. It’s called Map My Walk. It measures your steps, and tells you exactly how much you have walked. It’s very handy, and it’s free. It even shows the amount of calories you burn. Amazing!

I downloaded it last night, and I am going to try it today. InshaAllah!


The Google Help

Daily Prompt: Google And Rescue Operation
What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?


My poem to Google

For words, images and blogs
Google aids me in searching
I don’t remember what last I searched
For me Google is equivalent to breathing

It’s my best search engine
My mind feels at ease
Knowing Google is there to help
For knowledge and news for frees

I was searching for something I needed to find. I took my iPad to my son. He calls it, “Mama’s ID.” He is used to his own laptop. God knows what he did was to make Google disappear. I could only get to Google through Yahoo and I could only get certain pages. It was a big headache. I tried making Google my homepage but an error would occur.

Yesterday before my son left for office in the early hours I asked him back for my dear Google. He couldn’t do it. He hurriedly downloaded Google for me. So now I click the Google icon to get what I search for.

The Google Help