Cafe Mocha On-The-Rocks!

Coffee. The next best thing to Alcohol.
For coffee lovers out there.

A Quick recipe for Cold Cafe Mocha:

  • Add sugar as per taste.
  • Be patient for coffee cubes to dissolve in. Add more if you like yours to be dark & strong.
  • Enjoy.


Romantic Poem

You look up with tearful eyes and I tuck your hair behind your ears.

You stare at my face and fail to read it. You ask me, why am looking at you like this.

I glanced into your eyes in turns and say ‘nothing’ with a grin on my face.

You ask me the questions you ask, about the future and the present.

You roll your finger around my chest and I reply with nothing more than a racing heart.

‘Nothing’ could be a perfect answer for am too afraid and weak inside.

And I finish the leftover courage to belie the sensitive-me with just another witty tale.

You laugh your heart out and shake your head like you always do.

Before you know, it is a poem being written in the drafts folders of my mind.

‘Nothing’ but a poem, with too many feelings tucked inside.

You wish for more answers and I fray with own self.

‘Nothing’ is what we started off with, you say and I stare at the ceiling.

The kaleidoscope of our memories starts to play.

Our feelings so intense, of love, possession, jealousy and hatred.

We’d love to kill each other, with no arms, no weapons, just words to express.

 Rainy afternoons and the orange sunsets, walk by the beach and your window pane.

I saved you secretly, in the songs you like and the things you hate.

Yes or No were too narrow to explain,

How beautiful you are when you look at me and say ‘nothing’ and I…

I tuck your hair behind your ears and whisper ‘as long as we are here together’,

And you complain, as long as sounds so little.

Left is Right

left handed

Mom was cooking biryani and I was standing next to her, trying to remember the recipe.

“Wait…How much salt did you put?” I asked not having been able to keep up.

“You can use it as per approximation” came her reply.

“Yeah, that is the answer I don’t like. Does not help the person trying to learn to cook.”

She smiled and handed over the cover plate to me, indicating it to be kept on the side. And in the process, the plate slipped out of her hands.

With a reflex action, I caught it deftly in my left hand.

She watched me do that and exclaimed, “Oh..!”

“Oh…what?” I asked.

No reply.

“Oh my god” I looked at her and said, “I was left-handed, wasn’t I?”

She gave out a sigh. “I am sorry. I didn’t know. I didn’t force you to be right-handed or something. But neither was I sure that you were left handed…sorry, really.”

I just smiled back and nodded my head at the same time.

I was not angry. And I was a little maybe. Not with her, though.

“I knew it!” I said to myself.
I thought of all the times I felt I was better at writing with my left hand. The times when I felt my left arm was stronger than the right one. And back in school, when I played as a goalkeeper, how smoothly I could dive onto the left side.

I suddenly recalled everyone whom I knew, know and had come across – who were left-handed. It was sort of a minority. It wasn’t a taboo. It was not a bad omen anymore. And yet it was not considered normal somehow.

I thought of the seminar I had once attended on ‘Use of both sides of the brain’. Recalled the articles I had read on how left-handed people use the right side of the brain the most. How right side of the brain is related to artistic work as compared to the left side, which is more of responsible for analytical skills. If left-handed is not a bad thing, I wondered why ‘they’ were a minority. Statistically (ref. Scientific American) left handed people only make up 10% of the population. Am I left handed or shall I call myself ambidextrous now? I wondered.

According to a study published in Neuropsychology in 2006, researchers at the Australian National University believe that left-handed folks can actually handle large amounts of stimuli better than their right-handed counterparts. No wonder I could beat my friends at video games. Or maybe because Arsenal ‘was’ a better team even in FIFA game back then.

I smiled a hopeful smile when I read that lefties are more likely to pursue creative careers and are better at multitasking. “Aah! That explains a lot” the dreamy cloud hovered above my head.

The dreamy bubble was punctured into an exclamation mark when the internet told me that left-handed people are more prone to develop schizophrenia as compared to right-handed fellows. But then I just asked my other personality to shut up and not to believe everything that web says.

Interestingly the holy bible also mentions left-handedness almost 25 times, all the times in negative light. Thankfully I was not born in medieval times when they considered Devil himself to be left handed. Except maybe medieval time soldiers, for whom spiral clockwise constructed staircases of castles (designed so in order to give advantage to soldiers on top to attack with their right hand while maintaining balance with the shield in left one) did not pose a problem.

Well, evolution has been kind. For we not only adapted better to the environment but also culturally we evolved into better human beings. I reaffirmed this thought while typing the article with both my hands.  Left. Right. Left. Maybe the diversity nature offers is meant for better appreciation of what we have.
*Self High-Five!*