Monday, September 30, 2013

Jhatpat Chana Masala


With my parents visit to US ended 2 weeks back and now that frequency of me stepping into Kitchen has increased, I like to go for simple, quick, easy recipes!!

Especially after a long day at office and missing my 18 month daughter who has started day-care, for almost 10 hrs at stretch, spending time in Kitchen has become challenging. 

This is a quick recipe I experimented upon the other day and fixed a quick dinner for the entire family. 

Everyone liked it expect that as always my husband complained of not putting aloo in it. He is a big aloo fan and likes this Carbohydrate loaded root in almost everything. Nevertheless it turned out tasty even without aloo and I finally managed to get some brownie points for this recipe from my office lunch buddies :)



Ingredients
  1. 1 cup Kala Chana (soaked overnight)
  2. 1 string of curry leaves
  3. 1 big bunch of Coriander Leaves
  4. 1 medium size tomato
  5. 2 tsp Cumin seeds
  6. 1 inch ginger
  7. 1/2 lemon juice
  8. 1 tsp sugar
  9. 2-3 dry red chilies
  10. 3-4 green chilies
  11. 1 tsp mustard seeds
  12. pinch of hing
  13. 1 tsp Turmeric

Method:-
  1. Pressure cook the Chana.
  2. Make a paste of Coriander, Tomato, cumin seeds, ginger, green chilies, lemon juice, salt and sugar in a blender.
  3. Heat oil in a pan.
  4. Temper it with mustard seeds, cumin seeds, hing, red chilies and curry leaves.
  5. Pour the coriander paste over the oil and fry it.
  6. Now add turmeric, boiled Chana and little salt.
  7. Let it cook well till oil leaves side of the pan.


Enjoy with Rotis or Rice!!

Happy Cooking!!
-Namita

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Mint Coriander pulao




Ingredients:-
  1. 1 cup Rice
  2. 1/2 cup Mint leaves
  3. 1 cup Coriander Leaves
  4. 1 cup mixed vegetables ( I took carrot, peas, corn and french beans)
  5. 1 cup thinly sliced onions
  6. 1/2 inch ginger
  7. 1 lemon juice
  8. 1/2 tsp cumin seeds
  9. 1/2 tsp sugar
  10. Khada garam masala ( Cumin, cloves, Black Elachi, Tej Paata, Pepper cons)
  11. 1 tbsp Ghee
  12. Salt as per taste


Method:-
  1. Soak rice in water for 1/2 an hour.
  2. Make a thick paste of Mint, Coriander, Ginger, little salt, lemon, cumin seeds and sugar in a blender.
  3. Heat ghee in a pan and add Khada Garam Masala. Fry a little till it lends the aroma.
  4. Add Onions and saute till they turned golden brown.
  5. Add vegetables and saute for 1-2 minutes.
  6. Drain water from the rice and add it to the pan. Saute for another 1-2 minutes.
  7. Now add Mint-Coriander paste.
  8. Add the required amount of water (if you are cooking in a pan then water should be double the quantity of rice.)
  9. Cover and cook until rice is well cooked.
Enjoy it with fresh Tadke wala Dahi and Ratlami Sev or all by itself :)

Happy Cooking!!!!
-Namita




Monday, September 9, 2013

Kumro Bora

Pumpkin in bengali is known as Kumro. None in my family likes the Kumro made as a Tarkari much and so I thought of making something interesting out of this not so favorite sabzi. This bora turned out super easy to make and at the same time went well with everyone's palate. 


Ingredients:-
  1. Kumro - 400 gms
  2. Onion - 1 medium
  3. Green chillies - 4
  4. Black Pepper - 1 tsp
  5. Besan (chick pea flour)
  6. Posto(khus khus) - 1 tbsp
  7. Mustard oil - for shallow frying
  8. Salt
  9. Water
Method:-
  1. Grate the Kumro.
  2. Finely chopped the onions.
  3. Finely cut the green chillies.
  4. Now mix Kumro,onions,green chillies, salt and pepper and give it a nice stir.
  5. Now add the Besan and water if required to make a thick paste of the consistency that can be easily poured with a small tbsp.
  6. Lastly add Posto and mixed thoroughly.
  7. Heat mustard oil on a pan and put spoonful of mixture and fry it golden brown from both sides.
  8. When you turn the side press the bora with back of the spoon. This will make them nice and crunchy.
Hope you will enjoying cooking and relishing this super easy Kumro Bora!!!!



Tuesday, August 20, 2013

A Friendly Neighborhood

Of late I have started following this comedy series on Sab TV – “Tarak Mehta ka oolta chashma” and although it doesn't have any story line as such I somehow enjoy watching it.  I think the main reason I have become its ardent fan is because of the neighborhood they have presented. – Yes and you can call it a Friendly Neighborhood. The way they have fun, celebrate festivals and are there for each other is simply touching. These days it’s very rare to be a part of such a community and maybe that’s the reason after watching this serial it gives me a feel- good feeling and sometimes I even dream of becoming part of their Gokuldham (name of their society) culture.

We live in a so called progressive era of Facebook and Twitters, where we have every opportunity to stay connected with family and friends and the distance of miles doesn't really matter when you want to speak to someone. However the technology doesn't help anyone of us to minimize the distance between hearts. Sitting in India we know what is happening with a friend in US but unfortunately we don’t know our next door neighbor.

I remember growing up in 90’s at my mom’s place where neighbors took a special place in our life. They were there to celebrate the joys and share the pain. Anybody would come and knock at the door no prior phone calls were needed to meet someone.  It was a casual atmosphere but again a friendly one. No doubt there used to be more gossips and interference in other people’s life but nobody used to mind it. They fought and then they made up. They went with the flow, no one held any grudges and they were back knocking at their friendly neighbor the very next day.

I somehow missed all of this, especially when you are miles away from your homeland in the alien country. Here in US it’s a rule to value person’s privacy and because of this I believe the whole community is losing the essence of enjoying life with neighbors.

There are pool parties, brunches and lunches organized by the apartment community to give an opportunity to people to mingle, however when you go there the whole atmosphere smells no less than a formality. 

On the contrary I remember my days at my parent’s place where we celebrated each festival with zeal and enthusiasm.  Those 9 days of Navratri playing Garba and Dandiya raas and chanting bhajans as loudly as we could and then waiting anxiously for prasad after the pooja.  Each day there used to be different prasad as pooja used to be performed by different families in the society.  

The funny thing was the Garba circle used to be very big in the beginning and then slowly people would pull out to continue with their gossiping sessions. All the men would slowly start withdrawing to form a group and continue with their intelligent talks on politics and how India as a country can do much better with the policies their group discussed. Next in the line used to be all young kids who would now get bored of doing the tap and clap dance and would rather enjoy  their own games. I remember when I was a kid we used to do the same to play a game of Booth Booth , it was a hilarious game which we had invented especially to play during Navratris, believe me we never played this game other than this occasion. Now third in the row were all the decked up aunties in their sarees, to leave the garba circle and continue with their interesting sessions to discuss on clothes and jewelry and cooking and maids. The only loyal group who played whole night was young teenagers.  And they did so, especially the boys to help themselves find a prospective girlfriends and few others who were already hitched had a golden opportunity to do something we called in typical hindi flim language – ‘ Aankh mataka’!!!!

Another festival we celebrated was holi – the water flashing, coloring faces and not to forget the Thandai – aha awesome!!! And post all this-  garam samosas and jalebis … yummiest!!! There was one such incident that happened during one of our Holi celebrations – we had this one uncle who was kind of difficult with baccha(kids) party, always telling them not to do this and not to do that … so all the elder bacha party conspired to have some fun with him – they mixed bhang in his thandai … and here he went  laughing continuously without a reason for hours together. No hard guess, we all had to later pay for our act and take the punishment for playing the prank but believe me it was one of the most hilarious experience.

Growing up as a child I was fortunate to have been blessed with good neighbors not only at my parents place but also at my grandma’s place at Khed. My Grandma stayed in a country side away from the busy metropolis of Mumbai.  Her neighborhood was not just friendly but they were real people with kind hearts and golden souls. They were not so well to do … but always had something to offer … they believed in giving than in expecting. They taught me many things in life and that was their influence on me and my brother. We grew up playing with our village buddies, savoring on the 50paise Pepsi colas, plucking the mangoes from one of the neighbor’s trees and then running for our lives when he discovered our theft missions.  I remember watching movies in village theaters with them where we had to deal more with mosquitoes than enjoy movie. Believe me, no so called multiplexes of today can equate those hours of fun that we had with our little group.

Having said all of the above I don’t want to sound complete cynic as I had an opportunity to meet one friendlier group when I came here - to US after marriage, to a town of Cincinnati. We had a great group and we build some great memories in a year that we all spent together. We used to do potlucks; play games, go shopping, cook together during festivals and sometimes even do grocery.

Last but not the least, neighbors do have a greater influence on our lives than our family members and hence it is rightly said – Love thy Neighbor!!!!





Spring onion -peas puffs

Wanted to do something different in my little kitchen and this time no Google for a recipe ;) So ended up making something which I named as 'Spring onion -peas puffs'. I guess this is a very easy choice when you want to go for a quick appetizer!

Ingredients:-
  1. Pastry Puff Sheets - 5
  2. Spring onions - 1 bunch
  3. Peas - 1 cup
  4. Black pepper - 1/2 tsp
  5. Salt as per taste
  6. Sugar - 1/2 tsp
  7. Lemon juice - 1 tbsp
  8. Ginger - 1/2 inch
  9. Cumin seeds - 1/2 tsp
  10. Green chilly - 4

Method
  1. Boil the peas with little salt. 
  2. Grind peas with little salt, pepper, ginger, lemon, green chilly, sugar and cumin seeds.
  3. Thaw the pastry puffs as per packet instructions. 
  4. Lay the pastry sheets on the flat surface and place a spoonful of above filling at the center of the sheet.
  5. On top of the filling put a layer of chopped spring onions. 
  6. Preheat the oven to 375 F.
  7. Fold the sheet to close all ends.
  8. Lay them on a baking tray and bake for 30-35 mins or until golden brown.



Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Banana cake

I think the best way to save ones' recipes is to blog them. So here goes simple and easy Banana Recipe which can be applied to making variety of cakes. Keeping the basic ingredients and measurements same we just need to replace the main flavor with our choice of fruit. Here I am posting it for Banana Cake but I have tried carrot, mango and tuti-frutii cakes with the same ingredients and measurements and they all came out well :)



Ingredients
  1. 1/2 cup butter
  2. 2 eggs
  3. 1 tsp vanilla essence(optional)
  4. 2 1/2 tsp baking powder
  5. 1/2 tsp baking soda
  6. 11/4 cup sugar ( I go for 1 cup because we don't like cakes that are too sweet)
  7. 2 big over ripe bananas (approx.. 1 1/2 cup )
  8. 2 cups all purpose flour (for healthier version add 1 1/2 cup all purpose flour and 1/2 cup wheat flour)
  9. 1/4 tsp salt
  10. 1 tbsp milk
Method
  1. Preheat oven to 350 F.
  2. Beat Sugar and butter together in an electric blender. Do Not over beat just a quick blend.
  3. Now beat egg,salt and milk together in an electric blender.
  4. Mash bananas roughly and add essence to it.  
  5. Mix all the dry ingredients- flour,baking powder,baking soda.
  6. Now combine all the wet and dry ingredients and give it a stir till they just cover each other. No need to over-mix it.(Remember this is a quick cake recipe ;))
  7. Line the cake pan with aluminium foil and pour the mixture into it.
  8. Bake it in the oven for 30-40 mins or until the toothpick inserted comes out clean.
Happy Baking!!!
-Namita






Friday, August 9, 2013

My Maiden Life


Every girl’s life is divided into two zones: a Maiden Life and then the life after marriage. Many things change as one goes through the Transition, and then thereafter leading the life in Zone 2, until one meets souls' end.

Today me been in Zone 2 and going strong in this new phase , experiencing new things  each day , building good/bad memories on the path and struggling to make each bit, every ounce of life better I suddenly recall my old, fun and lighthearted days. … and yes I MISSED them … sometimes very badly … sometimes to the extent that I just wish to go back and reverse the clock to run backwards….!!!!!

No Doubt..  Zone 2 has its own charm … own excitement and as it is rightly said … "shaadi ka ladoo jo khaaye woh pachtaye n khaaye toh pachtaye" … so better to repent after getting onto other side of the table ..( pun intended)…then not getting there at allJ

It always seems to me that Zone 2 is a roller coaster ride … wherein you have to be really careful before being yourself … and yes this is one thing that I missed the most … Being Yourself !!!!

At one’s Mom place you can do exactly the way you feel and think, at a particular moment… I could yell whenever I was mad at things .. I could say straight if food didn't taste good … I could fight with my brother if he irritated me and then very next minute go to him and he makes it up quickly without analyzing or questioning the argument we had a minute before … here I don’t have to please anyone .. I can just be what I am … 

Your maiden Family will always forgive and forget .. they will correct you when you are wrong .. but at the same time won’t take your incorrect behavior till the eternity and play the blame games whenever they get a chance…

However on the other side of your life the picture is exactly opposite.. You are constantly under microscope .. Every word you utter … every gesture you perform,  is scrutinized and evaluated.. and the appraisal process is not a yearly affair here but a daily business….so Girl watch before you step , think before you say  and analyze before you act …. The RolePlay is a difficult one … and expectation is get it right in the first take…

But here I really don’t want to dig more into Zone 2 … as I am still gathering memories and yet to experience the unexpressed … so lets put a lock on this door ….

Going back to my Zone 1 ..its not like it was my favorite zone when I used to reside in there.. but now I missed been there .. But it is true, in that region I always dreamed about getting into Zone 2 …

I really missed my mom’s place where I spent my childhood .. where I grew up reading Nancy Drews and Famous Fives.. my favorite plate on which I used to eat my meals daily … all those little paintings that I drew .. all those crazy crafts that I did … all those tunes that I danced to .. all those fights that I had with my brother .. all those days when I cried when my mom got home late from the office .. all those moments when my brother assured me that Mom – Dad will get back from office don’t worry ..don't cry I am with you ….all those rains I enjoyed with my friends on our apartment terrace … yes I missed all of them … n today I feel so overwhelmed just by thinking about them…

I remember all those games that we played.. the dog and the bone, the military game, the hide and seek  and ghar ghar .. where in we used to cook our own food with toy utensils …

Another interesting thing me and my girl gang used to do was making Henna from scratch.. we had a henna tree in our neighboring building  … n every summers this used to be a task for us .. we used to go pluck some henna leaves … n then using stone grind it into paste ..put the paste in a plastic bag and make it into a cone .. and used to drew it on each others hand .. it used to be so much fun..

I missed those school uniforms, those gum boots.. that raincoat … my school books .. my compass box .. my tiny samosa shaped lunch box … my little doll … which my brother once operated upon and never got her back into shape .. when we were playing Doctor-Doctor…

I missed my blue tricycle and my red scooter … which I shared with my brother.. I missed that fall from the bike .. when my brother took me riding double seat on it…

I missed those summer vacations that I spent at my grandma’s place … I missed my village buddies … with whom I had mangoes and guavas straight from the trees.. I missed those hot summer afternoons and that glass of fresh lemonade made by my grandma … I missed those afternoon and after dinner card games … I missed those river baths and climbing hill tops…

I missed those dressing up on festivals and savoring on food…. I missed the shopping sessions with my Mom … n how difference of opinions we had on dress size ..When she always insisted on me buying one size big  …

I missed those calling out to friends from my apartment balcony and inviting them to the house when my parents were not around... So that we could talk all our little secrets …

I remember those lazy Sundays waiting anxiously for Disney world cartoons and Mom’s yelling to finish the breakfast quickly and to go and take bath…

I missed those once in a year our Dad taking us out to eat .. n we planning our menu weeks in advance … I missed my Dad’s scolding and his efforts to give us the best .. his determination and concern to make us something in life …

I missed those flying paper air crafts and those lovely picnics with my cousins.. I missed my family gatherings on Ganesh Pooja ..and savoring on mouth watering modaks…

These all seems to be so many little things but now when I look back … they are the most precious belongings I ever had …and  now I can't do anything else but just cherish them forever and ever!!!!












Friday, March 1, 2013

Simple and Quick cracked wheat (lapsi) halwa

It was a heavy laundry day and after washing, drying and folding 3 loads of laundry badly wanted to have a quick snack. Also my 11 month old baby loves evening treats so thought of making this halwa that would satied as well as satisfy both of us. Below goes the recipe:-
Ingredients:
1. Lapsi/dalia/cracked wheat - 1 cup
2. Water - 2 cups
3. Tej patta - 1
4. Cinnamon - 2 -3 pieces
5. Green cardamon pods -2 -3 nos
6. Gur/jaggery - 1/2 cup
7. Sugar - 2 tbsp
8. A pinch of salt
9. Ghee - 1 tbsp
Method:-
1. Wash lapsi thoroughly and keep aside.
2. In a pressure cooker add ghee. Once ghee is little warm add cinnamon and cardamom pods and then add lapsi.
3. Now add tej patta and give it a quick stir.
4. Add jaggery, sugar and a pinch of salt.
5. Add water and cook it for 2 whistles.  6. Hot and easy lapsi halwa is ready.
Happy cooking!!!
- Namita

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Today's Lunch - Kasoori Dal & Red Mooli ki Subzi

A simple food today afternoon was something on mind. So ended up making the two delicacies below. Sorry forgot to click any pictures and now its all gone while I write this post.

So here goes the recipe:-


Kasoori Dal
Ingredients:-
  1. Toovar Dal - 1 cup
  2. Tomato - 1 medium size
  3. Red Chilli powder - 1/2 tsp
  4. Haldi powder - 1/2 tsp
  5. Pinch of hing
  6. Kasoori methi - 1 tsp
  7. Cumin seeds  - 1/2 tsp
  8. Mustard Seeds - 1/2 tsp
  9. Oil - 1 tbsp
  10. Sugar - 1/2 tsp
  11. Lemon juice - 1/2 lemon
  12. Salt - As per taste
Method:-
  1. Wash dal and pressure cook it with haldi, red chilli and dice tomatoes.
  2. After pressure cooker has cooled down mash the dal a bit with back of the ladle or big spoon.
  3. To give tadka add oil to the pan. After oil has become hot add mustard seeds, cumin seeds, hing and crushed kasoori methi.
  4. Add Dal to this tadka.
  5. Add sugar and salt and lemon juice.
  6. Bring it to one boil and it is done.
Red Mooli - Mutter Sabzi
Ingredients:-
  1. Red Mooli - 1 packet
  2. Green Peas/Mutter - 1/2 cup
  3. Turmeric Powder - 1/2 tsp
  4. Green Chillies - 4-5 nos.
  5. Black Pepper crushed - 1/2 tsp
  6. Cumin seeds - 1/2 tsp
  7. Mustard Seeds - 1/2 tsp
  8. Garlic cloves - 3-4 nos.
  9. Hing- Pinch
  10. Oil - 1 tbsp
  11. Sugar - 1/2 tsp
  12. Maize/ Maika ka Atta - 1 tbsp
  13. Curd/Yoghurt - 1 tbsp
  14. Salt as per taste.
Method:-
  1. Wash and cut the Moolis first lengthwise and then breadth wise to get match sticks like shape.
  2. Take oil in a kadai or heavy bottom pan, add mustard seeds, cumin seeds and hing.
  3. When seeds splutter add garlic cloves and green chillies. Fry it for a 30 secs roughly.
  4. Add cut mooli and green peas. Stir it for 10 -20 secs and then add turmeric, black pepper powder, salt and sugar.
  5. Stir it and then cover it for 7-8 mins. The mooli will release water so don't add any water.
  6. In the meantime make a paste of Maika ka Atta and curd. Add it to the vegetable and give it a nice stir
  7. Let it cook till oil starts leaving pan and Maika a Atta is cooked.
Note:- The above combination goes very well with Rotis as well as Rice.

Hope you enjoy relishing it :)

Happy Cooking!!!!!
-Namita





Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Entering the Rannaghar

The kitchen in Bangla is known as RannaGhar- the most favorite place of any Bengali women. The reason I call it as favorite is - for one thing all Bengalis are big time food lovers and another thing Bengali women take pride in preparing variety of dishes as part of their daily chores.

Born in a Maharashtrian family and then later on married to a Bong I was hardly aware of the mysterious cooking that happens into this equally amazing Bengali Rannaghar. I call the cooking mysterious because it was indeed a mystery for me when I first entered the kitchen at my in-laws place. The whole thing smelled different, the aroma was captivating but completely alien to my palate.

I must say Bengali cuisine is unique in its own way, their daily platter contains variety of vegetables, at least one non-veg item and how can one forget the sweet - without which the food is incomplete. From this one can easily guess that Bengalis are synonymous with food and both are inseparable entities.

I did face some challenges when I stepped into the kitchen and now when I look back I am amazed by my own blunders!!

Understanding the essence of Bengali cuisine was a herculean project in itself, because since childhood I was exposed to Maharastrian food which is much spicier than the Bengali counterpart. Also belonging to a Metro city like Mumbai which has a prominence of Punjabi and Gujarati cuisines this whole new world of Rannaghar was a rollercoaster ride!!

I hardly had an opportunity to cook at my in-laws place after marriage as had to accompany my husband to USA. Thereby the only thing I prepared during my short stay was Tea. Usually there is a tradition of Bau-Baath after marriage wherein the new bride makes Payesh (rice pudding) for the guests in the kitchen for the very first time. Fortunately for me and also for others this didn’t take place and the guests were saved from my disastrous attempt :)

I made my way to USA and here began the whole series of experimenting with cooking and especially giving the Bengali touch to it. My friends from iflex (company that I worked for before marriage and the place where I met my husband for the first time) had gifted me a recipe book on Bengali cuisine and this became a bible for me for the next few months. Although whatever I tried from it looked and tasted different as per my husband’s verdict and they really didn’t qualify for a mouth-licking bong delicacies. However as it is with every newly married couple a husband don’t really complain at the beginning and the usual tone is "whatever you cook tastes good". But believe me this fairly tale doesn’t last forever and soon you are made to face the reality.

The very first dish I made was every Bengali’s favorite - Aloo Posto, it is a preparation with potatoes and poppy seeds paste. The poppy seed paste has got special place in the RannaGhar and one can find so many varieties made out of it. It is something similar to using coconut in Keralite cuisines. Other than aloo posto we can find posto bora which is poppy seed vada and literally you can find poppy seed paste making its mark in almost variety of vegetable potato combinations. We can have lauki- aloo posto, drumstick-aloo posto, biangan-aloo posto, tomato Posto, pyaaz posto and any other combination one can think of. Bengalis love their potatoes and their postos. They are must haves on everyday plate. So back to my first attempt at aloo posto, one need not take much effort in guessing it would have been disastrous. I added my own imagination and tried making it spicier by adding garlic and what not as I had a doubt about its taste because the only spice it was supposed to use was green chilies.

These and similar kinds of blunders and re-blunders finally after 6 years of marriage I can now say I have somewhat managed to have attained the art of cooking the Bengali cuisine and now my Rannaghar has the same aroma and the same atmosphere like most Bengali households.










Tuesday, February 26, 2013

My Pilot Attempt at writing

Today I happened to browse through my Laptop's hard drive to catch up on some old snaps and refresh some old memories and sooth my soul in the tender warmth that the pictures creates around one. While browsing I tumbled upon few of the word documents which I had been penning down during my idle times. Being a talkative person by nature I indulge in self talk at times and especially when I have no one to talk to or rather enjoy my own company. So the very first penned down composition I came across is the one I would like to publish on my blog today. So here it goes:-

Summers in US


Never thought I will be writing on something like this but this happening place has compelled me to appreciate itself in few words or rather after a long time I have been bestowed upon with so much of free time.

Well I think I was fortunate, one more time to visit US during summers and to top it all Boston. Summers here are really nice, no scorching heat but a warm pleasant sun and to complement it a nice chilly wind. A perfect weather to move around and get mesmerize in its glory. As oppose to winters here, which are so ghostly quiet, summers are equally thrilling. I look outside from the patio of my apartment and enjoy the whole lot of activity going around. I see people enjoying a nice warm swim in the pool, children running helter-skelter into parks, old couple on a morning walk with their faces shining in the glory of the fulfilled and satisfied life. And not to forget the early morning visits of flamingos to the pond and a geese couple swimming happily in the sparkling water body throughout the day.

One thing really unusual about summers in Boston is that, nature keeps playing this game of shine and rain. When temperature reaches to soaring high, clouds come down gushing and cooling the heated earth. This makes the entire atmosphere very pleasing and extremely delightful. If Boston summers are blend of rain and shine, Cincinnati summers were hot and dry but again full of life.

I recall one such incident of the summers of Cincinnati; I was relaxing and enjoying the afternoon sun on the Fountain square of the Cincinnati downtown. The Fountain square stands in the centre of the Cincinnati downtown and is always buzzing with lot of activities. You can see people doing whole lot of things here and thoroughly enjoying every moment of life. I got myself a book from library and an ice-cream from Greaters and sat down at a convenient location enjoying my icy treat and getting immersed in my book. Just then a small kid approached me asking for 75 cents to buy himself some snack. I didn’t have exact change so I handed him 1 dollar note. He went and got his snack and came back to handover the balance 25 cents. I wasn’t really expecting this, so told him “You should be fine, you need not return me the balance.” He replied: - “I happened to drop my money somewhere and now while I wait here for my mom I felt extremely hungry. I saw you and thought you to be a kind lady and hence approached you. I don’t need the remaining money and request you to please take it back.” I thought not to further make him feel embarrassed and took my balance, however was touched by his gesture.

Likewise I spend many summer afternoons on the Fountain square, sometimes just sitting there and listening to young boys and girls play country music. On other occasions watching young kids do iceskating with unusual ease and equally thrilling grace. One thing I really admired and always look forward to was the spring afternoons, the entire Fountain square used to be blanketed with variety of colourful and fragrant flowers. Simply a treat to your eyes, with shades of yellow, pink, red, lavender, and white almost all colours one could think or rather couldn’t think of!!!!! And more interesting was the flower arrangement , one couldn’t help but admire the exceptional art of arranging them in squares,circles,rows ,columns … simply awesome!!!

Another interesting summer thing to do in US is “A visit to a Farmer’s market”, where one can find fresh fruits and vegetables sold by the farmers themselves at an exceptionally cheap rate without compromising on quality.
In Cincinnati it used to be called as Farmer’s Market but here in Boston they call it Hay Market. So as I was saying this market is a fun place to visit- it’s not only a place to buy your fodders but you will find people enjoying the warm sun by singing and playing music. The whole atmosphere smells refreshing just like fresh fruits, vegetables and flowers that are on display. Cincinnati never had any beaches however Boston is blessed with the sea-shore and summers just glorify its beauty all the more. Whether it’s a quite self-engaging walk along the sea shore or enjoying the saline cold water, the whole experience in itself rejuvenates and fills you with lots of energy.

I look around and see people of varied origins assembled to enjoy the fun evenings at the beach ,I see young kids swimming and playing dodge ball in the sea waters, some making sand castle, toddlers running behind and playing with sea – birds and some others collecting sea-shells and sparkling stones from the shore.

All this really took me back to my childhood days in Mumbai, where I and my brother would visit the sea-shore at Marve with our parents. It used to be so much fun, my mom packing us some bhel an Indian snack , dad buying us ice-cream candies or sometimes butta( a corn nicely buttered with spices and heated over charcoals ), overall it used to carefree, fun and yummy evenings.
Collecting sea shells and decorative stones and building sand castles had always been my hobby then and I simply loved doing it. Now after so many years when I visited the Revere beach here in Boston I flashbacked to my carefree and happy childhood days. I simply wanted to re-telecast it and so started collecting stones and shells and filling them into my pockets exactly the way I did when I was quarter the age I am now. The feeling was a refreshing one and for a moment I wondered why didn’t life pause then but that’s how it is, change is the way of life and accepting change is an experience.
Beaches had always played important role in my life in fact it was here that I made the greatest decision of my life, yes, you guessed that right. The decision of getting married to a person whom I knew from my work place- as a good company, a genuine human being and a simple individual. And it was the same Marve Beach which had seen me as kid running and playing on its shore and now witnessing the biggest and much important decision in a young girl’s life!!!!!!

Other thing that fascinates me about beaches is its waves, the music they create with every tide, the rhythm with which it keeps hitting the shore every fraction of seconds, makes me wonder can there be a better music than this? Where the Almighty Himself plays the vocal strings with such a divine perfection!!!!

All this feels my heart with sheer happiness and for a moment makes me forget all my worries, all the competition, the entire money thing and all this exhausting race of life. I simply feel like getting absorbed in this mystic charm of nature!!!!
And summers here are not just all about Natural beauty, as we know America has always been “Land of immigrants” and this can be clearly witnessed during summers when the cultures across the world come together in the city downtown to celebrate their traditions.
One such festival I attended was “International Food Festival” while I was in Cincinnati. However it is celebrated in most parts of US. Here people from different cultural backgrounds across the world gather to exhibit their culinary skills. If you are a real food- lover you just can’t afford to miss this wonderful treat to your palate. But it’s not all about food, group of young boys and girls exhibit their talent by showcasing the cultural events of their respective countries. Overall it’s one complete day of fun and frolic something like a MELA as we say it in India.
I always feel the best way to enjoy summers is “Go Camping”. I haven’t really got an opportunity to do so; however I do promise myself to get this wonderful experience at least once.Setting up a tent by a river side, fetching water from the river, hunting your own fresh fish and then barbequing it traditionally over charcoals and of course camp-fire under starry night. I do long for such kind of a lifetime treat and hope to add it soon to my fun days that I spent here.

Now summer is nearing its end taking away its usual warmth however promising a cosy Fall (Autumn). And I am sure this wonderful season too, would like me to pen down something for itself,-just like its cousin!