yummy ice cream...

have you ever wondered what the soft...sweet and tasty thing called ice cream is made of? i always get mesmerised when i take a lick of my favourite food item, ice cream. it is in the frozen state raher solid form....and slowly converts into liquid or semi solid form and then scoop by scoop it takes you to heaven....didnt u ever feel it? in the recent times...i have become an ardent ice cream lover and eater..thanks to mobile ice creams outlets... and the varieties of scoops that they serve without robbing our pockets :)

moreover relishing it at the wee hours is like getting fairy wings to the world of dreams....yummy....ummm....

so my inteerst in ice creams made me google a lil bit and here i am with small info for all those ice cream lovers....hhehe.....great to know that its been in the world since 4th century...oldest yet tastiest food i must say...now read it...

The origins of ice cream can be traced back to at least the 4th century B.C. Early references include the Roman emperor Nero (A.D. 37-68) who ordered ice to be brought from the mountains and combined with fruit toppings, and King Tang (A.D. 618-97) of Shang, China who had a method of creating ice and milk concoctions. Ice cream was likely brought from China back to Europe. Over time, recipes for ices, sherbets, and milk ices evolved and served in the fashionable Italian and French royal courts.

After the dessert was imported to the United States, it was served by several famous Americans. George Washington and Thomas Jefferson served it to their guests. In 1700, Governor Bladen of Maryland was recorded as having served it to his guests. In 1774, a London caterer named Philip Lenzi announced in a New York newspaper that he would be offering for sale various confections, including ice cream.

(courtesy- http://inventors.about.com/od/foodrelatedinventions/a/ice_cream.htm)

and now that calls for a party.....an ice cream party rather...what ya say?

to ho jaaye ek ice cream?

i was in jail

yeah..u read it right..i was in prison but not as a prisoner but as a visitor...i have spent the Republic Day morning in the central jail, hyderbad, amidst the prisoners and witnessed the flag-hoisting and the prisoners singing the National Anthem with true patriotism...
Thanks to Dr Nagesh who gave me this opportunity...

coming to the context..i always wanted to know how it is like to be in a prison...why people say we r jailed...and complain that their offices...hostels...or houses r like prisons...does that mean that all of them have been to prisons and experienced? i dont think so...then why do we use that phrase....
so this 'morning' gave answers to all my questions...

i entered into the open prison initially..i came to know that the inmates r free to move and do agriculture and farming...cool..they r free to some extent...but they should be there life long...that means till death...

then i went to the closed prison...the high security check revealed half of the story what it is like....the prisoners r inside their rooms...a room completely closed....they dont know what outside world is like...they dont know what an I Max theater is like...they dont know what a coffee shop is like....they have no clue about the happenings at pubs and even what their families r doing....its pity..its sad..its sympathetic...its bad....
but again if we search for the answer..then its their own deed...they r punished...they did a crime...an act which was done due to the momentous anger that sprawled.....

when asked how his life is after 3 yrs being in a prison ...a prisoner says....i have lost the important part of my life...i havenot seen my daughters growing up..i have missed the sweet moments...now when i go back home...i see my kids losing the affection of a father....all this happened just because i couldnot control my anger...had i been cool for 30 seconds..my life would have been otherwise...

my eyes became misty...i realised how bad anger is..it can change the lives..destroy ones own freedom....demolish the bonds in a family...you lose everything...and you literally die....

those few hours taught me the lessons for lifetime...we never realise how free we are...how much liberty we have...but still we have qualms for everything...we continue complaining about our lives...

cant we re-think about it and rediscover how happy we are...how free we are...

she did it....

yeah...this lady inspired me alot yesterday...
my daily commutation by sharing autos make me learn some tips and tricks of life...i see variety of people sitting next to me...i dont know him/her but still learn or get inspied in or the other way...
some are silent while travelling...some speak on phone...some shed tears....some are eager to reach their destination...some are in agitated state of mind being very impatient...uffff..lots of them...lots of emotions...

yesterday was just like any other day....i have got into this sharing auto sitting next to a woman who was in her regular jeans and kurti and speaking on phone....she was a bit tomboyinsh in her looks and was cool in her usual tone....

we were three women in the back seat of the auto and another man with his kid got into the front seat...the auto driver made the kid sit in the back seat along with us...when the kid tried to get into the auto rick...we realised he is blind...the kid was thin, lean and weak and was struggling to see the colours of the world.....three of us in the back seat made him sit comfortably and were protecting him from the ups and downs of sharing auto journey....

the woman next to me handed him a packet..i guess it was a packet of samosas or cakes...i was like...oh good..she made a good gesture....but i was a bit apprehensive thinking about his father's reaction after seeing the packet..who knows.....

the kid and his father got down at LV Prasad's eye hospital and the kid's fathe rwas paying the auto driver the travel fare...suddenly, the lady next to me took out some money and gave the father and asked him to buy some fruits for the kids...

thats it....my eyes became misty and i couldnot stop myself from being jealous of such beautiful woman....i patted on her shoulder and appreciated her for the gesture....
we speak...we think...we plan...but she did it....this is what is needed for all of us....she is one woman in my life by whom i am impressed and insprired....

she is manjula....an admisnitrater with a saloon in hyderabad...a common girl... a girl next door who has a heart worth discussion..who is a person with an aura...

kudos to you manjula

i am not sure whether i would be able to meet her in the future or not...but i will remember her forever...

this blog is dedicated to her...

long-live my cellphone...

i hear stories about people losing their cell phones...i just laugh at them for their neglegence and carelessness...but as they say.."every dog has its own day" yesterday was my day..hang-on dearies...am not comparing myself with a dog here..its just a phrase...

by the way..coming to the story...yesterday i lost my sweet cellphone...motorola piece which my mom gave me as a gift 2 years back on her birthday..its been with me...i shared all my moments with it...i lived happiest days with it...it was with me even during sorrowful days...I shared all the good news ...it gave me relief from all my worries

क्या बोलू यार....इतना अच्छा फ़ोन था...अब गया....

yesterday i realised that people act very fastly...it slipped from my bag...and in 2 minutes i received a call from my colleague (to another number of mine) that my mobile is switched off....oh my god...i relaised i lost it...i couldnot get down from the autorickshaw neither could continue my journey... thougths smothered me....tears scrolled down....

मेरा फोन...पता नही किसके हात लग गया.....

booohoooo

long live my cellphone...

और ...जिसके हात भी लगा हो...उसका पेट खराब हो जाये.......यह मेरा शाप है....

happy new year...

hey all

happy new year to you guys....so how was the bash...my new year started well...hope god showers all the blessings on me and you all through our life....

any resolutions for this year? i didnot make any...as i believe resolutions are meant to be broken...hehehe...

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