Best Birthday Presents Everrr!!!

A week ahead of my birthday, I had no clue how I was gonna spend my birthday. My plan was to take a day off, grab some beer and sit at a beach all day with couple of friends. Just to avoid the limelight in the office. But my dad called me a day ahead of the weekend before my birthday and tells me that he's booked ticket in the next bus to Chennai. My first reaction was "OK, that way I'm surely gonna avoid the limelight". Got my leave sanctioned for a week, next morning packed my bags, errr.. dumped/stuffed my clothes into my backpack, got the ticket printed out, status message updated in Facebook and boarded the bus that evening.

Generally speaking, I like traveling long distances in bus. But when the driver thinks he is Michael Schumacher and is driving through ghat road after sunset, well, lets just say I was on the verge of throwing up. Reached Bangalore and had some tea in a small glass that looked more like tequila shots in terms of size. I wondered if I should drink it like a tea or just shoot. Bus started unusually late from Bangalore and once we made it into Tamil Nadu, BAAAAM, the bus tyre exploded. Seriously, how often does that happen? It wasn't a regular puncher. The side of the tyre just exploded. I was glad getting my super numb ass out the bus and felt the Chennai heat get to me. Felt like I'm in Narnia kind of shit. One moment I'm all chilled out in the nice A/C bus, I step out of the door, and behold, FLAMETHROWERS. Chennai is freakin' hot. First couple of days in Chennai was very typical. Went out to meet friends and stuff had pizza at Domino's Doomino's. Went to Anna Nagar park and saw some cheer girls cheer-up-girls. :P God, kaka and his vocabulary.EPIC. On the night before my birthday I was to the terrace talking to my friend on phone and my dad tells me to come down. My parents along with my granny, uncle and aunt are there with a cake.And I was like "heyyy, surprise party. Pretty cool". Singing, cake cutting, smearing on face and all the regular stuff happened. But here's the best part. My dad brings out a tiny box. By the shape of the box i guessed it was a watch, 'cause my mom just bought a watch recently and the box it came in, was the the same exact shape. I opened it anyway and out comes.......wait for it........bike key. My face literally went like :D. My dad closed my eyes and took me out and i see a brand spanking new Apache waiting. I just couldn't wait to get my hands on it. I press the key in, turn the ignition ON and I see the beast wake up. The Display lights up and the tach needle takes a full twist. That was the most beautiful mechanical motion I'd seen in a while. The engine note was a pure melody. Took it for a shot spin. Next couple of days, it was just me and her. But damn the Chennai traffic, it was mostly stop and go. But yeah, I was in a way happy that I didn't taste the real deal yet, 'cause I'll be riding the bike in Goa's usually-trafficless-road. I left to Goa Last Saturday and reached here this Sunday. Will be getting the bike the coming weekend. Today I'll be going out to get a nice white helmet to go with the bike :D and a pair of gloves. More pics sometime soon :)

UPDATE:
 This post has been lying around in my draft for few days now. And ya, got my helmet. :D..(and a balaclava) and ya, got my bike too :D :D :D.. But I'm gonna have to wait for another month to get my license. :(  Gonna have to maintain a low profile till then ;)


amor y paz :)

Paneer Tikka Masala gone Paneer and some brown liquid.(With a star like thing on top, god only knows what)

Here's a quick post. I transferred lot of my pics on phone that has been there for like forever, onto my laptop. Browsing through the pictures, I came across one of the picture and I thought I should make a post about It.

So, I've been telling my friend about how I'm cooking in my apartment and stuffs that I make for dinner. She gave me this 'supposedly' simple recipe for Paneer Tikka Masala. I'm guessing, because I partially convinced her that I was good at cooking?!? (holy crap!!! I'm in some deep shit now :P). And there we were, me and my roommate, cooking paneer tikka masala. I'm no foodie. I mostly avoid the menu at the restaurants and let others order. I just go with the flow when it comes to food. So I have no idea if I have ever even seen or tasted Paneer Tikka Masala before, but I was very sure about one thing. What we made that night, it definitely wasn't paneer tikka masala. Here's a pic. I don't even remember what that star kind of thing on top is. But I remember putting A LOT of violet color food coloring on the paneer :P :P. I expected the whole dish to turn out violet. My roomie was like "Already we have no clue what we are doing. Adhula idhu vera ya. Nadathhu da nadathhu. Innaiki night saapta maadhri dhaan". We did eat that night and the best part, instead of eating with chapatis, we ate that with rice. How bad is that. Taste wise, putting it delicately, we didn't have to throw it away.

Anyway, its good to know that there are people who care about you. Thanks for the recipe Sush :).

PS: There's another post lying around in my drafts. Let me see if I can find some time to edit and post that sometime real soon.

amor y paz :)