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Published on: Sep 17, 2010 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Sep 17, 2010
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Bengal (Indian State) has always played the pioneering role in the field of sweets .A true Bengali will consider a meal incomplete without sweets. Bengali sweets like Rassogolla, Sandesh and others are a delight and are termed as 'Jewels in the Crown' of Bengali food. Any Bengali will confess that he has a great weakness for sweets. This is because millions of sweets are consumed hourly in Bengal. These sweets are generally made of sweetened cottage cheese (chhenna) and Khoa (reduced solidified milk). The most famous of all the sweets is the 'Rosogulla'. This Bengali invention has become a worldwide symbol of uniqueness for them. History of the invention of sweets in Bengal: Lacerated milk was considered unhygienic and inconsumable i...
Published on: Sep 16, 2010 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Sep 16, 2010
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This piece of writing is an adaptation of Bulleh Shah's compositions. He was a great Sufi Saint who wrote beautiful songs in praise of the Almighty...Sufism is all about uniting with the Lord through dance and song... I am madly in love with you. You are the only remedy for my illness. I am dying, hurry up my healer. Let me have a glance of yours. Love has made me crazy so I dance like crazy. Your love has occupied my heart. I am lost in your love, blinded by your love. I would even drink a glass of venom with a smile on my face. I have forgotten my pain, but I haven’t yet seen you. Love has made me crazy so I dance like crazy. I am so much in love with you. Nobody and nothing can deceive me ever. There is no ro...
Published on: Sep 14, 2010 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Sep 14, 2010
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If you are hearing any of these- “Cutting Chai”, “vada paav”, “Khaoo gali”, “jhakkas”, “Boss”, “ Aye Aunty zara baju hat na”, “Saab (Sir) yahan se left maaroon ya right”, “ abe chalta hai re” you have definitely landed up in Mumbai. - The Indian financial capital city. “Aye dil hai mushqil jeena yahan …zara hatke zara bachke yeh hai Bambai meri Jaan…”( Oh, My dear Heart, please be a little cautious, its difficult to sustain in this city, so please be careful as this my Mumbai my Dear) is how Majrooh Sultanpuri, one of the greatest lyricists of all times superbly described Mumbai in the year 1955. What Mumbai was then is no different now. Perhaps far more complex to be understood! Ironical but true- it is a city which is mesmerizing...
Published on: Sep 14, 2010 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Sep 14, 2010
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“A never say Die Attitude” and a brisk schedule is what shapes up a Mumbaiite. While talking about a brisk schedule, the dabawallas find a special mention. Dabbawalla literally means a man with a box.  This is a unique service where the primary business is to collect the freshly cooked food in lunch boxes from the residences of the office goers, delivering it to their respective workplaces and returning back the empty boxes for the next day’s meal.  Their services greatly depend on the Local Train schedule.  Around about   300,000 lunch boxes get delivered every day by a projected 5,000 dabbawalas. They are paid a nominal fee ranging between Rs. 2000- 4000 but with maximum punctuality. According to a recent survey, they make less than on...
Published on: Sep 14, 2010 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Sep 14, 2010
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UNIVERSAL LAW OF ATTRACTION The prayer for attracting positive energy with respect to the UNIVERSAL LAW OF ATTRACTION My Lord, my Universe, My Lord, the supreme power, Govern me and direct me to your boundless rays of compassion. I am no different from you, so merge within me and help me attain the higher power, The power to think positive and multiply positive energy all around… My Lord, My Universe grant me the serenity, To help eradicate the negative force within me and around. May there be no poor no hunger; May there be no despair and hopelessness; May there be no enmity and hostility; May there be no disease and suffering; May there be no pessimism and cynicism; May there be no greed and pride; May there be no r...
Published on: Aug 19, 2009 by gayatri sankar
Last updated on: Aug 19, 2009
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What my soul is seeking?As the tiring day ends, I wish I had those super special hands that would embrace me and help me rest;My body longs for a gentle touch as my heart keeps wandering,A gentle caress and a warm touch is what my soul is seeking… I often feel like a loner, like a stranger in this ever gazing world;Disturbed and petrified are my heart and mind to see things go haywire,To see a pleasant sight with those mesmerizing eyes which gives a reason to smile is what my soul is seeking… The squeaky sounds of the horns the hustle and bustle of the preposterous urban life; the staggering bullets of machine guns and AK-56s;Nature is literally absent and so is the feeling of oneness with the nature.To hear the sweet and soothing ...
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Comment(s) by gayatri
Magnificient Mumbai
 Posted at 01:41:50 PM on Sep 15, 2010
@ Swaminathan- U are bang on...and thanks
 
 Posted at 10:15:33 AM on Sep 15, 2010
Dear Ian,

thanks for your comment. Well here in India, we do not take names of elderly people. Traditionally we do not have the custom of addressing someone as Mr. and Mrs. We usually address them as Kaki/ Masi in case its an elderly woman and Kaka/ Chacha in case of an elderly gentlemen.

Nowadays people address elderly strangers as Aunty or Uncle with a mark a respect. It is in no way treated impolite.

In Hindi Right is Dayan and Left is Bayan....
 
 Posted at 03:29:24 AM on Sep 15, 2010
A very good morning Dave...(its 8 in the morning here)...well even I am quite paranoid about the waves of humanity...but being an Indian I have no way out but to get adjusted to it...I feel incredibly happy to be a part of a crowd which is probably the boldest ever...you know this great city has often been a prime target of the terrorist outfits...the true fighting spirit of this city makes it adorable no matter what...
 
Perfection personified
 Posted at 04:25:19 PM on Sep 14, 2010
Dear Ian,

Hehe...thanks for the humourous comment....Well..trust me if your wife reads it (if you are married) u are going to have a tuff time...shhh....well the Dabbawallas are in fact hired by the wives...so I am afraid they would never ever misplace the dabbas..hahaha
 
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