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  • Order in when Bai is Out.

    Well today is May Day and if you are in  Bombay it is quite likely that your trusty Bai or maid is wishing you “bye for the holidays” or will wish you so shortly.May is when the whole city of Mumbai is on vacation….not surprising since it is supposed to be a city of migrants who have come to seek their fortunes in the city of gold. But there are many who are native to this city and others who don’t want to leave in the summer. I, particularly love being in Mumbai in May. Yes it is hot, but so are many other places in the world. And besides, Mumbai without school children is quite the dream city. The roads are pretty much clear of traffic and on days like today, driving is sheer bliss.

    But May can get tedious if you have to cook and clean so I’ve been on the look out for some takeaways that don’t cost an arm and a leg. I particularly haven’t tried this joint but it comes recommended by Zomato and Burrp….. Cafe Free India. So do call 02232274363 and give it a try. According to the menu they have soups, salads ( 3 varieties each)  and appetizers both vegetarian and non-vegetarian. There is a good range of Pizzas and burgers for which the original Cafe Free India is famous and some Asian and Continental takeaways. The outlet is located just behind Rukiya Manzil in the Sophia College lane and should be a better option than Under The Banyan Tree just up the road.

    I had visited UTBT when it had just opened and was quite impressed with their Garlic Butter Pizza but today sadly, it didn’t measure up. What was a real disappointment was the Broccoli Almond soup which didn’t have any traces of either ingredient.

    There are lots of options to order in when Bai is out so watch this space when I scope it out.

    But if you are really feeling hot and tired and want a day out why don’t you try this on Chowpatty Beach:

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  • Z is for Zebra Crossing, Zumba Dancing and Zits

    And finally all done!!!!

    It is rather hard to come up with a word associated with Z other than Zebra Crossing and Zumba Dancing.
    Zebra crossings are hard to find in my city simply because they have faded into the asphalt. The last few months have seen almost all the roads of Bombay dug up – either simultaneously or sequentially. The standard excuse is that road repair work can only be done when it doesn’t rain so when the monsoons stop, the road work begins. This year has been particularly bad as our Municipality has decided to make sure that the road work is properly done. Naturally this means more time but if we are going to have pot hole free roads this monsoon, the torture would definitely be worth it. However, once the roads are repaired, I do hope the ZEBRA Crossings come back because even though the drivers love speeding up as soon as they see an old lady step onto the crossing, at least the old lady has a reasonable chance of crossing the road!
    Zumba Dancing is the latest craze to hit the ladies of the club who are perennially seeking ways to lose weight. I myself haven’t attended any but if our Yoga classes are anything to go by, I am better off just walking up and down the hills near my house rather than having one more class to attend and the stress that goes with it.
    Yesterday I was going down the lift, thinking up what I could associate with Z when the door opened on the 20th floor to let in a pimply faced Pizza delivery boy who happily stared into the mirror, ruffled his hair and looked himself up and down when he finally discovered a ripe, ZIT that was hard to resist. ‘Squeeze Me! Squeeze Me!’ it seemed to shout at him and that is precisely what he did. With the expertise of a professional Zit squeezer, he gently pressed the ZIT between the two index fingers of each hand and voila – the white goo splattered onto the mirror and the boy gave a smile of satisfaction. Thank you Delivery Boy for the inspiration for Z.

    There are over a 1000 bloggers from all over the world  participating in this challenge. Do pop in and see what the others are writing. It’s amazing  and fascinating to discover how people’s minds work and how the same prompt can inspire different thoughts. 

  • Yoga for exercise and also for laughter

    Sticking to the challenge was  the real challenge for me – to blog every day despite my life that asks me to cut myself in a thousand different parts to do a hundred different things – all at once.

    So Y is for YOGA what else? 

    I’ve been doing Yoga on and off (more off than on ) for more than thirty years. Sorry mom for confessing my vintage on the net because I know that makes your friends figure out how old you are! But honestly, if I don’t look my age, it’s because of the Yoga that I do erratically.

    Which leads me to wonder how young I’d look if I did it religiously every day? As old as my two year old grandson? That’s not only possible but ridiculous so perhaps it is just as well that my Yoga practice is sporadic. Very often, I find myself  stretching  in bed for an extra half  hour rather than leaping out and into my Yoga pants for a real Yoga stretch. Now that’s a real shame because apart from the exercise, Yoga class often provides me with a laugh.

                                             melissa

    For some strange reason, Yoga teachers have a strange way of describing body parts and explaining anatomical features in our body. For instance have you heard of  the frontal spine and skin of the inner thigh? Or the eye of the elbow?  Our teachers tell us to go with the flow and let the cells breathe in and out…. instructions, I often find it hard to figure out what exactly they want us to do. In one particular Yoga class, the master’s peculiar grammar, horrendous pronunciation and strange description of body parts made it difficult to do the Camel Pose.

    “Sit in Vajrasan” the Master thundered. “Then stand on your knees and bend to the back of the side till your hands touch the hills” (where are the hills ? oh , he meant heels,I realised and dug them into the mat)
    “Now slowly slowly slowly and rhythamically bend to the back of the side and raise your left hand to the ceiling side. Then push the pelvis in the front of the side and throw your head back, hand by the ear of the left of the side and keep your tits together. Then slowly slowly breathe in and slowly slowly breathe out. Keep this position for twolve counts.”

    (I was confused now – how could I keep my tits together with my chest thrust out? A few seconds later the penny dropped and I realised he was talking about the teeth. While throwing the head back we had to make sure that the jaw was shut tightly and not agape)

    I took four more than the deep breaths required  in a herculean effort to keep myself  from convulsing in laughter. Needless to say anytime I think of the Camel Pose, I remember to keep my jaw firmly shut and my tits together.

    p.s. Mis-spelt words are how the words are actually pronounced by the Master.

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