Tragically urban, rootless, ruthless civilization becomes breath-chocking, humans no longer taste the earth and the jungle. Kingfishers, glimmer of glow worms, Squirrels don’t fly in rhythm anymore.
We live in an age that holds our mind in a cage. This age calls darkness ‘Light’. We no longer hold the key. Our spirit never gets to set free.
TV turned our minds into a black mirror; black mirror knows no reflection. It is wrapped around with endless needs, wants, greed, pride, vanity, backstabbing, propaganda, bombarding, politics, hide-‘n-seek with the truth.
Life becomes a curse.
To break the curse, I’ve stopped watching TV. It’s been four years now. Friends, books, prayers, gardening and cooking replaced TV and LIFE is going as GOOD as it gets.
I always have time to create some hypnotizing alchemy in the pan ♥ I have time to make a meal for YOU that taste like a poem ♥ I have time to slowly, gently, unhurriedly drape myself with the twirling, swirling scent of deep, soul-soothing, passion-igniting chicken curry and steamed rice ♥
That pulse-quickening intensity of irresistible smoothness! That bright-flavored lightness which you are going to remember the next day. And the day after. Forever.
*Note: If you’re using store-bought, growth hormone injected fleshy, too much tender chicken, cooking time will be much shorter.
I always have time for preparing-cooking-presenting-eating-sharing-blogging-critiquing ancient, mythical desserts like Roshgolla. Because, home-cooked food’s presence is kind, gracious, as unconditional love always is ♥
Let the Metropolitan clock stop ticking at your home. Don’t let TV, the Demon, be the key-holder of your soul.