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Woes of a foodie

I have been forced to come out of my denial mode. The instant happened yesterday in the Gym which I joined only last week. You guessed it right, my mind has been denying that I am overweight in spite of the mirror telling me I need to reconsider my lifestyle. The fact that if you know what to wear you will always look decent didn’t help either. Since I had a decent wardrobe courtesy my friends and my guy, it was never clumsy to wear modern-wear. So I stuffed myself with Junk food, Chocolates, Crispy Dosas and what not. Adding to the temptation, my office canteen kept on opening a variety of counters for all types of normal and junk food – A dessert counter, A snack counter, A chaat counter, A tiffin counter and it went on.

And so the once at-least normal girl is now fat. As I was freaking out on this fact once my denial haze lifted, an interesting thought came in. The Cadbury company should be sued for producing such tempting chocolates. It is almost a criminal sin to tempt people who are oblivious and licking off that silky diary milk off the wrapper, all the while adding numbers to their weight. What more, if you buy a Diary Milk of that huge size (I am not sure if it is the family pack), they are giving you a Bournville of the same size for free. This is what they call hell for chocolate addicts like us. (Well, actually heaven but when it comes to the weight factor, hell it is!!) I am a chocolate freak and that’s what landed me in the gym now. šŸ˜„

And the chicken pox episode just blew up the whole thing. Almost 20 days of just eating and sleeping. And unlike most people, my grandma did not insist I only eat curd rice during my tenure of being sick. She said I can eat everything home-made. That was the icing on the cake. So there I was in my own food heaven until the realization hit yesterday. Thank god, I realized it before it’s too late. It’s gonna be hard but not impossible to cut those extra KGs. My muscles are on a strike as I try to workout in the gym. They scream every possible curse at me. There is no breath control or capacity in my lungs! So much for being a swimmer. I was not able to jog continuously for 5 mins and I was wondering where has that person who beat the record runner in the class during school gone. šŸ˜³

Adding insult to injury, there was this body builder guy in my gym, working out on the cycling machine next to me and he was pedaling away like he’s the gold medalist in Olympics and there I was by his side, pedaling like I was participating in a slow cycle race. Why god why? The couple of girls who were there were like Deepika Padukone. (No, I was not checking them out. Don’t get any dirty ideas. šŸ˜‰ I was just registering that they don’t need the gym at all.)Why do they have to come to gym when they are so thin? Only when I saw a few more ladies who came to gym to actually work out the fat, the relief flooded in. Yeah, I am not alone. :mrgreen:

At the canteen, while everyone was having pakodas, french fries, potato smiles, chole-baturas, all I could think of was how difficult it was to shed the calories which I gained by eating them. And I was sitting there sadly with my fruit bowl and green tea, resisting the temptation which tried to break free. Every time I go to the canteen, it is like a clash of titans -the foodie in me will want to have something tasty, the other me will want to avoid unhealthy food. Ugh! šŸ˜”

When I read this post by Red handed, I had commented that I could write a miniature version of it. I don’t know what I was thinking (Guess I was very proud of the fact that I did not gain weight over a 1.5 years even though I hogged and my physical activity was less. I just remained the same and it went to my head. Sigh!) but I have just started with the process and it will be a good few months before I can write such a post declaring my victory over the cellulite. Hoping such a day comes šŸ™‚

Until later šŸ™‚

P.S: You can read the post how many ever times you want, but I have not given away my weight anywhere šŸ˜› Not yet! I will tell only when I have achieved my target. Till then, no guesses. šŸ˜ˆ

P.P.S: I generally lack the ability to have a laugh at myself and handle criticism well. So this is a first. šŸ™‚

P.P.P.S: When I think of people like Ajay who eat junk food as their breakfast, lunch and dinner and yet stay stick thin, my blood boils. šŸ‘æ

Chocolate

It was right there in front of her eyes, dark brown and silky. It never once failed to cheer her up. She visualized the experience of that warm delicious feeling. She was tempted to reach out, to touch and to let go of all the inhibitions. Her mind reminded her of her resolution to diet.

Until later,
Keirthana šŸ™‚

P.S: My first and poor attempt at a Fiction 55. Please bear with it šŸ™‚

Memories from Madhapur || Food, Language and People

Hey people,

I am outta my hibernation šŸ™‚ To say the truth, I forced myself outta it because it could go on for a while given its way, but blogging is something that I cannot afford to give up for small troubles. So here I am to finish off the Hyderabad Series and start something else.

I present to you the last part of the Hyderabad Series…

This post I am going to coverĀ food (Yeah I can see your mind jumping toĀ “Biryani”Ā šŸ˜› ). I am going to elaborate on the restaurants in and around Madhapur, for I have tried out most of the famous ones, being a foodieĀ that I am. But please note that my comments are only for vegetarian items and for egg based dishes, for I do not venture beyond egg into the non-vegetarian section. I tried out the very famed Paradise BiryaniĀ for theĀ first timeĀ at the Hi-Tech branch. I have to say, my taste buds were satisfied. Paradise clearly lived up to its expectations. After trying various dishes, I would say the best, in my opinion, would be Egg BiryaniĀ and Baby Corn Manchurian. In the same chain, CafĆ©Ā NandhiniĀ at MadhapurĀ excels in South Indian Dishes as Dosas, VarieitiesĀ of IdlisĀ and the PulavĀ here beats the rest in the locality. I would recommend you to try each dosa here as all of them are fantastic. Another restaurant TaamaramĀ that was openedĀ recently has a similar menu and prices are also almost the same, while it provides a classier environment. My recommendation to you at TaamaramĀ would be the Mushroom Masala Dosa and Tuti-FruityĀ Ice cream. And if you are forcedĀ to give a treat by your friends and you have a lighter wallet already, take them to AmantranĀ at Madhapur. The food here is pretty good and it is not that expensive. Same would go for Taamaram too.

Hyderabad House at MadhapurĀ is specializes in non-vegetarian section, as I hear, but I would always love the butter naan at this place with either of Mushroom or Baby Corn Manchurian. Other good restaurants are the newly-openedĀ Veggies365, 4 seasons, Chutneys, Big DosaĀ and so on..Ā the list is really endless. Hyderabad people, I know I would have left outĀ a lot of good restaurants due to lack of my roaming skills. Please do tell me which ones I missed out and I will head out immediately šŸ˜› I will leave the food section with a last note, if you come to Hyderabad and leave without tasting the HyderabadiĀ double masala biryani, your whole trip is a waste.

And I cannot leave the post without talking about the people here and the language. From a newbie’s view, I must say the people of the Hyderabad are quite nice, helping and multi-cultural. At least that’s how all the people who I met first were. Coming from TamilnaduĀ (A state cursed to know only Tamil and no other language) I was amazed by theĀ level of Hindi knowledge among the people here. Later, I came to know that Hindi is as important a part of curriculum in schools here as other subjects. It is so in most other states except mine šŸ™ And then Telugu, I do not know why, it caught on quickly. The language called out to me in an uniqueĀ way and within 6 month I could manage decent Telugu and now people don’t believe me if I say I am not a native of Andhra PradeshĀ šŸ˜‰ IĀ feel that the language is used in a sing-song tone and is very pleasant to hear šŸ™‚

Otherwise, the culture here is as diverse as any other industrial city. People from the north and south mingling in and everything.Ā I would say the city will welcome you with open arms and will amaze you with its different faces. Each day you will find something that you find interesting in this city. I enjoyed my stay here and I hope you will too šŸ™‚

Until later šŸ™‚

P.S: I have read all your blogsĀ  in the past few weeks but just did not comment for the same reason as I didn’t write in my space. I just needed a break.

P.P.S: DIGS, IĀ rememberĀ the deal aboutĀ guest post. I will send it to you soon šŸ™‚ Thank you for the patience šŸ™‚

5 foods

Aahaa! Idhu enga area, ulla varadha šŸ˜€ *Literally folding back my sleeves and start typing furiously* The 2 best things that can happen to you ever is food and sleep! Nothing else will make you feel as satisfying as these two. So here is to the 5 foods that I absolutely love,

1. Dosa: If you had read my earlier posts regularly, you would have seen Dosa’s guest appearance in the 9 loves post. Now is its main cast. I will die for Dosa. That too, when it is made by my mom with her special coconut chutney and Drumstick Sambar. There have been days when my family has seriously considered marrying me off to a man who works as a Dosa-Master or whoever makes those awesome tasty dosa in the restaurants.

2. Chat: I love chat items when it is prepared with the right amount of spices. Be it Paanipuri, Sev Puri, Dahi Puri or Paav Bhaaji. Just make it right and you have got a fan.

3. Mushroom: The one thing on my eat-for-life list that is actually good for health. šŸ˜›

4. Home-made Gulab Jamun: When it comes to sweets, I am weird. I have restrictions not only on which sweet I eat, but also on when I eat and where it is made etc. Gulab Jamun-It has to be home-made. Jalebi- It has to have that sweet-sour jeera taste. Halwa- It has to be the Ashoka Halwa from the sweet shop near my home at Trichy. The list is just endless.Ā Out of all these , I love home-made Gulab Jamun the most šŸ™‚

5. Pizzas with extra cheese: I love pizzas which are spicy and are loaded with extra cheese. I cannot believe that every time I order a pizza, I order a cheese burst. Because, the first time I ate pizza (when I was around less than 10 yrs old), when I felt the taste of cheese on my tongue, I puked and now I never eat a pizza without extra cheese, which is also another reason I made pizzas once-in-a-while food and not a regular one.

Yummmmmmmmmy!! And that makes my tummy crave for these. Sigh! If only I could go home now… Dreaming away…

Until Ā later šŸ™‚

Food- Indeed the vitality!

Staying at my uncle’s residence, I don’t have the problem of food, its taste etc. But problems are meantĀ to come in search of us. So, there again, I faced the most embarrassingĀ situation, when my aunt placed my most hated dish, in front of me for breakfast. I am not used to complain about things at others’ places, however close they may be. I will display my best rebelling behaviour only at home! Apart from instances when I have to eat the dishes which I don’t like( at the same time, being forced by my aunt to eat more(out of her concern for me)), I am having my lunch outside because of a variety of reasons(To avoid troubling my aunt, To have a variety, To have a freedom being some of the many reasons). And When I enter the hotel, I don’t know why people stare at me(maybe it’s written on my forehead, that I am new to the locality). Ignoring the stares, I get my food and settle to eat. The food is good,but I hate it when they make everything with a tinge of sweetness. Sambar,Rasam.. Anything you name-it will have a sweet taste which does not suit me. I was struckĀ by a feeling of confusion when the uthappam I bought was sweet(I stick to dishes that I know of,to be on the safer side). Then again, when you enter the hotel,you are given two choices:
1. Have good food, standing(like in our college canteen).
2. Have the same good food, with a comfortable seat.
the only difference between the two being approximately 50 Rs(It varies from hotel to hotel).
I find this funny. The cost of food is lesser than the cost of having a seat:) Anyway, It’s not unmanageably difficult. So, I conclude with-“Ellam nanmaike”.