• The chart shows the whole sky as it would be seen from the UK at midnight on August 1st, 11pm on August 15th and 10pm on August 31st.

    The chart shows the whole sky as it would be seen from the UK at midnight on August 1st, 11pm on August 15th and 10pm on August 31st.  ( Taken from The Telegraph dated 4th August without prior permission) 

    Karmic Cycles

    Every now and then things happen when I least expect them to and make me realise that we all have our Karmic stories to live out. People come into our lives and events transpire despite our best intentions. No matter how well prepared we are, there are consequences we never imagine, reactions we can never factor so even though I do not really like to live my life by what the stars foretell, I am often faced with circumstances that lead me to believe that perhaps our lives are dictated by external forces after all………

    An August Forecast

    While many people eulogize the monsoon, singing praises to the cool breezes, the stormy seas, the hots cups of chai and spicy bhajias, the roasted bhuttas by Marine Drive, walks in the pelting rain and the occasional weekday holiday  days thanks to flooded streets I find there’s a flip side too: the puddles on the road that make your toes squishy and crinkly, surfaces that are coated with a thin, barely discernible skin that is damp to the touch, washing that’s left to dry all over the house, buckets and pails to collect the drip from leaky ceilings, flies of every size and shape buzzing around,  vegetable markets that  are mucky and yucky and of course those days of the deluge when the water is waist high and everyone is house bound……….So when Hubby Dear announced that times were really bad till the 5th of August ( at least for him ) I wondered what could go wrong in my life which has already been unimaginably topsy turvy since the beginning of the year……….
    I didn’t have too long to find out – The first bit of bad news was Bayda’s announcement that she needed a monsoon break. So off she went to her rain starved village for an expandable six day break. Then, I found that the washing machine also went on an extended wash program and unless I manually operated it, would have run on and on and on for 24 hours! The lights on the water filter started flashing which meant that I had to quickly change the candle and whatever else that filtered out the bad germs and what was most calamitous was the fact that the Internet was on the blink………….

    Thank God there’s barely 24 hours more for the planetary positions to change!

  • Many many years ago while I was travelling to the US for the very first time, I happened to sit in a plane load of ladies who were flying trans Atlantic for a special sales conference for Estee ladies. All very chirpy and happy, they were being rewarded for their exemplary sales performance and I couldn’t help being enthused by their happiness. So much so that for me Estee has always translated as a Happy Brand. For several years I used their magic Night Repair cream and even though I’ve now switched to Lancome’s Genefique and now Visionnaire, I occasionally have a twinge of regret for being unfaithful to my Happy Cosmetic Company.

    I must admit I’m an advertisers dream and am a big sucker for those ads of smokey eyes and luscious lips. How many times I’ve bought a perfume or a lipstick in the hope of being  transformed into the lissome beauty of the ad and being terribly disappointed at seeing my own reflection in the mirror. But habits as they say are hard to break and a leopard can never change its spots so when Anna Shetty and I went to the CCI last week to pick up her new membership cards, Silloo caught us and asked if we would sign up for the special Make up session scheduled for Saturday afternoon……………..

    Now Saturday afternoons are special and even though the event was bang in the middle of my siesta an offer like this was simply irresistible! And I’m  glad I went because it was a mother &daughter activity reminiscent of those days when we really spent time together.

    It was a lovely relaxed afternoon where we were shown the Estee Five Minute Face for four different looks – the classic, the romantic, the everyday and the dramatic using basic products like the Advanced Night Repair cream, a Foundation, a powder applied with the 180 degree brush turn, the ear to cheek sweep of blush, a lipstick and the Estee count down to great eye lashes to flutter and flatter your great  Estee eyes.

    And, if we weren’t already feeling warm and happy, we were each of us handed sachets of  Night Repair samples and Double Wear Mascara and the promise of a call to schedule a specialised service at the Estee Store!

    Happiness is indeed an Estee Face.

    p.sssssssssst. I can’t wait to go to Palladium and visit the  Estee store.

  • Celebrant of Mother’s Day and Father’s Day ( or should it be Mothers’ and Fathers’ in the plural considering the several step fathers and mothers involved in today’s day and age) will find it strange to celebrate COCONUT DAY. No, it is not what you think – a  day to honour your favourite or beloved coconut  with a special card or take him/her to dinner or even wish him/her  Happy Coconut Day

    Despite the fact that the coconut is a cash crop it is not so honoured. Coconut Day officially marks the end of the Monsoon so we actually offer coconuts into the sea to appease its stormy waves and ask its blessings for the new fishing season. Alas, this year like many before, the monsoons have been playing truant and the significance of Coconut Day was pretty much lost.

    But that did not stop me, however, from indulging in my favourite past time which is cooking a special dish to mark this day. On Coconut Day we are supposed to make everything with Coconut – Coconut rice, coconut curry, coconut chutney and of course coconut sweet.  Since coconut is used as a base in several sweets there are many options available but since I specially wanted to send some sweets over to Anna Shetty, I decided to make what she likes most rather than making what I like most.

    So off I went to the market yesterday and found the fattest coconut at the stall. Hmmm ………..it had the sweetest water and the kernel was really thick so I was sure my coconut sweet would turn out well. And sure enough it did.

    After finishing off the regular work for the day, I got down on the floor and sat astride the coconut grater much like my granny did and quickly grated off the coconut meat. After getting the pastry dough ready, I made the filling with freshly pounded green cardamom, sugar and strands of saffron. Then I rolled out each pastry one by one and assembled each coconut crescent. As each pastry fried gently in home made ghee,   the house was filled with the divine aroma of saffron, cardamom and pure ghee………

    I could barely contain my excitement as I made the first offering at the family shrine and  waited for the verdict  and was thrilled as I  sensed the intense contentment as the family devoured each karanji, one by one gently biting into its crisp, flaky pastry to get at the sweet moistness of the filling inside. Thank God for Coconut Day!

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