• Ah! 
    So here I am with this photo posted on my blog wondering what it would seem like to the rest of the world.
    Does it look like the party is over? Does it look like a half eaten wedding cake? Or does it look like the remains of a successful Valentine’s day celebration? 
    Well, it’s none of the above. It’s a record of the weekly project of  the Blue Earring Bake Club. 
    It started out like this :
    Maya, Zeba and I were sitting by the poolside watching our children splash around. Maya and I shared a common obstetrician and our girls were just a week apart. Zeba and Maya shared a common passage and had common interests as well as having children the same age. We all had husbands who shared  common passions – Squash and Money. 
    So while the men relaxed on the squash courts competing at informal matches, discussing investment strategies and stocks and shares, we ladies would sit by the pool side watching the children splash around and discuss important things like our mothers in law, our husbands, movies and other people, sipping on Fresh Lime Sodas .

    We also discussed really important things like bringing up children, schools , weight loss issues and ultimately our secret dreams and ambitions of becoming successful businesswomen. While we waited for the husbands to shower down and join us in the verandah, we’d watch those power ladies come to the club for a quick drink with office colleagues or a work out before they either went home or joined their equally powerful and successful husbands for a drink at the bar. How we wished we could do that instead of rushing home for a winding down and putting to sleep routine….

    One day, Zeba came up with a brilliant idea.

    “Why don’t we all take up a bakery project? That way we’ll have something to work towards. We all like to bake, the kids like to eat and we’ll get a feeling of doing something worthwhile. “

    “Yes,” said Maya excitedly, ” And lets each of us wear a Blue Earring while Baking so that we can glam things up a bit.  A little bit off beat and funky and a little bit of Martha Stewart – cooking with make up and jewellery rather than in tights and a scrunched up bun.”

    “Hmm, ” I added, ” Let’s call ourselves the Blue Earring Bake Club. We bake on Friday and eat on Saturday after the children finish swimming.”

    And that’s how it came about – Every week we’d scour our cookery books and come up with a sweet concoction of flour, eggs, butter and sugar. Gradually we became more and more adventurous and began tweaking the recipes to make healthier options – oil instead of butter, whole wheat flour instead of refined flour till we became so good that we became innovators. Eventually our cakes made an appearance at our dinner parties and we became famous for our cakes and bakes. It wasn’t long before we were asked to take orders and before we knew it, our Blue Earing Bake Club became a company. Each of us would cover for the other  baking  on different so that it didn’t clash with housekeeping and childrearing. Then Zeba and Maya moved to Bangalore and Delhi because their husbands were transferred out. Of course, by this time the children had all grown up so we managed to set up units in these cities too.

    But we still managed to maintain our routine of a weekly project that kept us in touch with our baking souls. Aaah. How wonderful it was to smell that wafting vanilla all over the house as the cakes got done in the oven. How perfectly thrilling it was to see the icing go up on the cake to make magical birthday cakes with forests and butterflies or tiered wedding cakes or occasional cakes looking like real computers and diplomas……

    Today, the Blue Earring Baking Club Company has franchisees with over 100 women all over the country. All that they needed to do was to bring in their ingredients, a passion for baking and a weekly project they baked on their own.

    That was thirty years ago. Our children have their own children and we have our own company. Instead of phone calls and fax machines, we share our projects through the Internet.

    This is my project of the week – my Blue Angel Cake with butter cream frosting ……and that’s the blue earring I wear to bake.

    This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

  • I am participating in the MalaysiaJao BlogathonContest in association with BlogAdda.com.

    Malaysia – a holiday of leisure and pleasure


    The last time I visited Malaysia was around thirty years ago. It was more or less my first trip abroad as an adult and I remember feeling miserable every time I saw a little girl (which was almost every other minute) as I’d left my girls behind and missed them terribly. It was also a holiday spent with friends which I now realise as a seasoned traveller that this is not the best way to see a place as you often such land up seeing  the things your host wants you to see rather than what you want to see.  So now as an older, wiser and more experienced tourist who knows what she wants to do, I want to see it all again , this time with different eyes.

    Ingredients for a perfect holiday

    As a history buff, a foodie, a shopper, a trigger happy photo clicker and an old fashioned traveller, my perfect holiday will have a mix of all these ingredients and I’m sure Malaysia will not disappoint. As an older tourist, I realise that my  bones are  creakier and I have no stomach for adventure. I prefer some amount of luxury and a large amount of comfort. Not for me the hectic sight seeing or heart racing experience of bungee jumping. Nor would I like to count the birds and the bees and sigh at every tree. I’d just like to soak in the atmosphere of a city in a slow relaxed way. If possible I’d like to take in a cooking class or two, visit the local bazaar for a glimpse into the life of an everyday housewife.

    Starting out with Langkawi

    Since my everyday life is hectic, I am badly in need of relaxation and would like to fly  directly to Langkawi if possible and settle in at the Ambong Ambong beach resort . I’d like to spend a day just unwinding, walking around the property, indulge in a massage or so and enjoy a sunset cocktail.  A leisurely down the Kilim river  and a trip to the Pekan Rabu market would offer me a perfect chance to click photos, relax and take in some local culture.

    The secret pull of Penang

    For some strange reason I can’t really understand, I’ve been fascinated by the word Penang. It immediately conjures visions of an exotic past bang in the middle of Trade Routes. Rooted in colonial history, this place has been designated a UNESCO world site and I would simply love to spend a day or two exploring the past in the  Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion and  Fort Cornwallis. I’d love to take the walking tours because that is truly the best way to see a place, wandering through at leisure.  The street food is supposedly outstanding and I’d love to sample the culinary delights of Gurney Drive at sun down.

    Melaka’s colonial past

    If possible I’d like to take the train down south to Melaka and Johor. Making Melaka my base, I’d make a trip to Legoland for a quick look at the miniature world which always fascinates me. I’d then indulge in another immersion in colonial history with visits to the Portuguese fort, the Dutch statehouse and Melaka’s Chinese legacy as seen at Jonker Walk. Once again I’d like to make the train journey to my last and final destination Kuala Lumpur, a bustling metropolis that will bring me back to the present and reconnect me to my urban ways.

    Back to urbania

    Four days in  KL would be enough to get the blood pumping back in my veins. A ride to the observation deck and a walk on the skywalk between the Petronas Towers would definitely be something I HAVE to do. Then back down to earth with visits to the local market at Petaling Jaya and Central Market  gorging on Laksa and Beef Rendang at the Old China Cafe, browsing through the arts and crafts before making that trip to the Mecca of all shoppers BBKLCC, an incredible conglomeration of 9 malls offering food, entertainment and the ultimate in luxury shopping and soaking in the ambience of a bustling city by walking down Jalan Alor savouring its barbecued chicken wings, roti kanai and soak in the general ambience of a city bustling with people.
    With its shared colonial past and diverse population, Malaysia offers tourists like me a certain level of comfort – being exotic and foreign yet strangely familiar. I truly look forward to bringing back memories of food, history and nature, completely re-charged with this wonderful holiday!

  • Just another sucker

    It was 2 in the afternoon when Medha was just about to nod off when the bell rang. Quickly, before the baby could wake up, she ran to the front door only to find a strange man.
    “Good afternoon madam, ” he said cheerily, ” I’m from TIME-Life magazine company.”
    Not another sale’s pitch thought Medha who was getting fed up with this door-to-door selling that somehow thought it was good marketing strategy to come at siesta time. Before she could shut the door, the Salesman put his hand through and said, “Just one minute madam, before you close the door. This is a special scheme only till the end of the week.  I can assure you it’s a real bargain.”
    That did it . The magic word B A R G A I N piqued her interest. This was her opportunity to save some money and didn’t her mother-in-law always tell her that money saved is money earned?  She opened the door and allowed Mr. Agressive Salesman to come in. Suddenly her demeanour changed from sullen to interest.
    “What is it you’re selling?” she asked.
    “Encycolpedias, madam. All the latest information on science and technology and great pictures. Your children will love using them.”
    “But my baby’s just six month’s old,” said Medha, suddenly realising how foolish it would be to buy a BOOK when her baby could just about sit up without wobbling.
    “Madam, but babies grow and they go to school and they always ask questions and teachers ask them to do so many projects.”
    ” But that’s a long way off,” countered Medha.
    “Yes I know but knowledge never goes waste. History and Geography is the same forever. The North Pole will always remain the North Pole and…..” 
    Medha cut him off before he could lecture her on the unchanging facts of history, botany and literature.
    By now Mr. Salesman had opened his satchel and taken out a slim book. ” See madam, what lovely paper. And the perfect size too. And see the printing!  Such perfect quality. These books will last forever. Even your grandchildren will use them.”
    ” But I don’t really want to buy just now!”
    “The original price is Rs. 20,000 for 28 volumes,” he persisted, “you are getting this set for only Rs. 10000 payable in installments of Rs.1000 a month. You’re making a clean saving of Rs.10,000. That’s 50% off”
    ” But I’m telling you, I don’t want to buy!”
    ” And Madam, if you buy these books you get  5 coupons worth Rs. 3000 each so actually you are making a profit  – see  Rs.10000+ Rs.15000 = Rs. 25,000.”
    ” Coupons for what?” asked Medha warily.
    ” For a Kerala style Ayurveda massage at the Rudra Spa. “
    ” I don’t have time for a massage, Kerala or otherwise. And what will I do with 5 coupons?”
    ” You can gift them to your friends madam. You could have a spa party.”
    “What??? My friends don’t have time for spa parties either!”
    “Not to worry madam. The coupons are valid for a year so you can use them any time you want. Whenever you are free. Besides, if you are not happy with the Encyclopedias you can always get your cash back.”
    ” Really?”
    “Yes Madam, this is a TIME-Life policy – cash back guaranteed because what we want is a happy customer.”
    That clinched it. Hearing these re-assuring words Medha went in to get her wallet, thinking of how wise her investment was,  for this was not a purchase , it was an investment in Pinky’s education and there was the added benefit of the Spa Party at Rudra! Won’t her friends be envious? And eventually if Rakesh made too much of a fuss, she’d always get her cash back, won’t she?
    “OK. Just wait. I’ll get the cash.”


    This post is a part of the Save, only to Shop More! Activity by GoPaisa.com in association with BlogAdda.com.

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