To understand simplicity, there must be chaos. And in
simplicity, we find hilarity… And I
think that holds true for everything in life, from relationships to food.
I’m sure I don’t have anything more to add to what has
already been said (about a million and one times) about “life in Bombay ”
(oops…Mumbai). The traffic, the pollution, the ever burgeoning population, the
incessant rains, the omnipresent potholes…blah blah blah… But living in Bombay
will make you realise how effortless everything becomes after a point of time
(usually about a year and a half, which includes a lot of whining, cursing –
from your luck to everything about the city, occasional bouts of crying,
frequent trips back home – or at least trying to recreate home food to help you
feel nested…)
I just returned home from our little Friday night date
(masala chai and oatmeal biscuits – not home baked so no recipe for that
tonight, listening to some great music in our car and enjoying the breeze at
Bandstand. Simple, romantic and inexpensive!) (And believe it or not, I’m
listening to the Backstreet Boys right now…*sheepish laughter*…I mean don’t let
that be the yardstick to measure my taste in music…It’s just that I happen to
be from that generation. We all grew up listening to & loving that sort of music
– don’t deny it! Was feeling a little nostalgic, and figured there’s no better
way to transport myself back to the 90s than a little dose of some sappy
music.)
Anyway, the point I wanted to make (before I got
sidetracked)…is something I’m trying hard to remember right now (damn the
music!) Hmm… Oh yes, got it. With the right perspective, living in Bombay
can be like being in a constant state of meditation. Being Zen, if you will.
You just need to ignore everything that bothers you (and there’s a lot that
will bother you), simplify things and look at the bigger picture. Once you are
able to achieve that, life becomes pretty darn easy.
When I think of it, if I wasn’t surrounded by all this
chaos, I would not have been able to appreciate the simpler things, the simpler
times…and strive to keep things simple to create more fond memories for the
future.
I had been thinking of the good old days of bunking college
and yet somehow still managing to pass our exams, of hanging out and gorging on
junk food and yet not putting on even an iota of weight (damn you, slowing
metabolism), of crude jokes and heartfelt laughter… Beautiful memories. And for
me somehow, thinking about the good times also evokes a yearning in my heart
(ok, my tummy) for the food we shared that made those moments even more
special. Like the yummy (& pocket-friendly) samosas we would gorge on at
our college canteen with piping hot coffee on freezing cold Delhi
mornings. And on days when we were feeling a little more extravagant (we were
just a bunch college students living on meagre pocket money after all) and
would head out to a respectable coffee shop, there would even be muffins!
And while there are no winters in Bombay
(and alas, there’ll never be) there are few things that can match a good muffin
with coffee (or tea) in the morning. And that’s exactly what I’m planning to do
in the morning- bake a batch of muffins (ok, probably a little later in
the day. I do have yoga in the morning… to sweat out like a pig and then come
back home and hog like one…tehaha…talk about irony!) I was originally planning
of baking plain muffins, but since I will be visiting MIL in the evening (yep,
my turn now) I would probably be doing apple & raisin ones. I will surely
be sharing the recipe and the pictures, depending on the outcome of course.
To eat muffins and then wonder how to ever get rid of that
muffin top!
Here’s to all the simplicity and hilarity in our lives!