How many times have you heard or for that matter even
narrated the story of the ‘thirsty crow’? I have lost count of it …….. Being
the most talkative one in our entire dynasty I loved narrating stories as much
as I did listening to them. Sometimes I would twist the old conventional
stories and fill it with my own imaginative colors to make it a little more
interesting. But I never fiddled with the moral of the story. It always ended
with the same note ‘Hard work pays off’.
But I was in no mood for hard work this morning. I am still in the inertia of vacation. The jingle of my lil sister’s wedding bells has faded away, the cacophony of friends and relatives has also melted, a shopaholic like me shudders at the very name of shopping (although it is just a temporary phenomenon) ……. All I want now is simply stretch my legs and stay cuddled in bed, even when the clock shows 8.30 am on a weekday. The icing on the cake - getting undivided attention of my parents, now that the younger one is gone for good ….. (evil grin) and being pampered till the extent of getting spoilt. I ignored the ticking clock. The sun rays came piercing on my face as the cool morning breeze swayed the window curtains. I buried my face into the pillow trying to ignore the sun as well as the constant chatter of Jayanti …… the next most important and indispensable person for Maaafter her family. She is our domestic help. If uninterrupted Jayanti can go on for hours complaining about her drunkard and unemployed husband and her nagging mother in law. How much we women love ‘talking’ about our husband and in-laws, no matter to what strata of society we belong to. It was one of those days when she was in the mood of lashing out. Her voice was only getting louder as she scrubbed the utensils vigorously. She was perhaps venting out all her anger and frustration on the lifeless plates and saucers. After all she was the single bread earner for a family of five. At last I gave up and dragged myself out of the bed.
I rubbed my eyes and walked sluggishly towards the lawn signaling mom for a cup of tea. I picked the newspaper and smelled it. I sniff my newspaper before reading it. I love the smell of a fresh newspaper and new books. I started with the last page of the newspaper reading my zodiac. There was nothing interesting, so I moved on to browsing local ads to check various deals and sale. I quickly flipped through the pages and read the main news in bits and pieces ……. As always it was about some corrupt Neta or the sky rocketing fuel prices. Jayanti was there with my cup of tea ……..
As I sipped I noticed a crow sitting on the roof of the house across the street. Water was overflowing from the overhead water tank of that building. This smart crow perched over the pipe and was drinking the water from the overflowing tank. It was cawing …….. as if trying to signal the crow clan about an easy and smart source of water. After some time some more crows joined in. So has the moral of the story of the crow drinking water changed with time? Perhaps!
But I was in no mood for hard work this morning. I am still in the inertia of vacation. The jingle of my lil sister’s wedding bells has faded away, the cacophony of friends and relatives has also melted, a shopaholic like me shudders at the very name of shopping (although it is just a temporary phenomenon) ……. All I want now is simply stretch my legs and stay cuddled in bed, even when the clock shows 8.30 am on a weekday. The icing on the cake - getting undivided attention of my parents, now that the younger one is gone for good ….. (evil grin) and being pampered till the extent of getting spoilt. I ignored the ticking clock. The sun rays came piercing on my face as the cool morning breeze swayed the window curtains. I buried my face into the pillow trying to ignore the sun as well as the constant chatter of Jayanti …… the next most important and indispensable person for Maaafter her family. She is our domestic help. If uninterrupted Jayanti can go on for hours complaining about her drunkard and unemployed husband and her nagging mother in law. How much we women love ‘talking’ about our husband and in-laws, no matter to what strata of society we belong to. It was one of those days when she was in the mood of lashing out. Her voice was only getting louder as she scrubbed the utensils vigorously. She was perhaps venting out all her anger and frustration on the lifeless plates and saucers. After all she was the single bread earner for a family of five. At last I gave up and dragged myself out of the bed.
I rubbed my eyes and walked sluggishly towards the lawn signaling mom for a cup of tea. I picked the newspaper and smelled it. I sniff my newspaper before reading it. I love the smell of a fresh newspaper and new books. I started with the last page of the newspaper reading my zodiac. There was nothing interesting, so I moved on to browsing local ads to check various deals and sale. I quickly flipped through the pages and read the main news in bits and pieces ……. As always it was about some corrupt Neta or the sky rocketing fuel prices. Jayanti was there with my cup of tea ……..
As I sipped I noticed a crow sitting on the roof of the house across the street. Water was overflowing from the overhead water tank of that building. This smart crow perched over the pipe and was drinking the water from the overflowing tank. It was cawing …….. as if trying to signal the crow clan about an easy and smart source of water. After some time some more crows joined in. So has the moral of the story of the crow drinking water changed with time? Perhaps!
Preparation Time – 60 minutes
Makes – 30 small cookies
Ingredients
All Purpose Flour / Maida – 1 Cup
Gram Flour/ Besan – ½ cup
Gram Flour/ Besan – ½ cup
Semolina/ Suji – 2 tsp
Unsalted Butter at room temperature – 2/3 cup
Dry Fenugreek leaves – 2 tsp
Cumin – 1 tsp
Salt – 2 tsp (per taste)
Sugar- 1 tsp
Black Pepper – ½ tsp
Baking Powder – ½ tsp
Method of Preparation
Mix All Purpose Flour, Gram Flour and Baking
Powder. Sieve to remove any lumps.
Now add the semolina, salt, sugar, cumin, fenugreek
leaves and black pepper to it. Again mix all the ingredients uniformly.
Take the butter at room temperature. Add small
amount of the above mixture and mix with the help of a spatula. Repeat till all
the dry mixture is added to the butter. Now with your hands knead the dough till uniform
and soft. Keep the dough covered for about 30 minutes.
Pinch out small balls from the dough and put
them on a baking sheet.
Preheat oven to 250 F.
Bake for about 10 – 15 minutes or till the
cookies look slightly brown.
Remove on a cooling rack. Cool and store in an
airtight container.
Serving Tips
It’s a savory cookie. Serve with tea/ coffee.
8 comments:
Loved reading the post...cookies look wonderful and are beautifully captured..
I love reading your posts!! You will make a really great writer one day!
delicious cookies!
loved the story!
and yummy cookies too!
nannayittundu.... pinne blogil puthiya post..... URUMIYE THAZHANJAVAR ENTHU NEDI....... vayikkane......
Hi
Just stumbled across your blogs last week through Bongmom's cook book and since then visiting almost daily....being a fellow oriya and staying away from own land(presently in kuwait) your story connects me to the root , i can visually satisfy my tastebuds...'"aghrane ardha bhojanam" but here it'll be more appropriate to say darshane ardha bhojanam though i feel my self so immersed in your write up that i literally smell, feel , hear and visualise through your stories bcoz i too have the same appetite and love for nature.
what more i 'ld say about your blogs ???? I think, you can well imagine my madness when you 'll come to know that i was so engrossed reading your blogs that yesterday i missed my transport from office...it was time to go home and i didn't realize..., although everybody 'd left......
so that is called the addiction for homeland...
KEEP WRITING.....IT'S SIMPLY GREAT
Love and Regards
Came upon your blog from Somoo's blog when I saw your comment in Odiya. I am also Odiya - look fwd to catch up more in the blogosphere! :) Really nice to find another Odiya blogger - have a great day!
Am gonna try this for sure.. Looks super inviting...
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