Veggie Pasta

(Recipe courtesy my sis-in-law.)

Serves 2
You would need:
Two cups boiled Penne pasta (add salt while boiling)
2 Tbsp Black Olives
3 Tbsp coarsely chopped sun dried tomatoes
3 Tbsp water soaked artichokes
3 Tbsp Tomato Puree
1 small red onion finely chopped
1 green pepper finely chopped
1 tbsp ketchup
some minced garlic
Spices : Oregano , black pepper , salt , red pepper flakes
3 Tbsp Olive oil

Method :
Set pan on high flame, add oil
Add onions , saute it for a minute.
Add green peppers , saute it for a minute.
Add : olive , sun dried tomatoes, artichokes , garlic , oregano - a pinch.
When veggies look done, add ketchup , puree, salt, mix it well for half a minute
Add boiled Penne pasta
mix it well. cover it and simmer it for 5 minutes.

Serve topped with parmesan cheese(optional)

Marathi wives

Got this forward from a friend and couldnt stop laughing out loud! Its in Marathi though.

If Columbus had a marathi wife, he would never discover America, coz.. Wife wud ask - Kuthe challalat? Kona barobar? Kase janar? Kai shodhaila jatai? Ikde milnar nahi ka? Nehmi Tumhich ka? Parat Kadhi Yenar? Mitra barobar asatilach? Daru roz dhosanaar na? Me ithe ekti kai karu? Me pan yeu ka? COLUMBUS: Jau de Cha aaila.. Nahi jaat!

For my dear Nani

Dear God,

This circle of life and death I do not understand. What I understand is please don't take her love away from me...

J

Small wonder

Me was sitting in the ITLabs breaking my head coding the distributed hash table assignment all alone in the night when Adi pings and I tell him I feel like having an icecream. Within minutes Adi calls up and when I go to his lab he has a big pack of Ben n Jerry banana split chocolate nut icecream ready! Knowing Adi for more than 6-7 years now it came to me as a pleasant surprise! (So much that I decided to blog it!) Sometimes we ignore and forget small gestures from our dear ones, but life's true happiness is basically a sum of all these small wonderful things.

If...

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

~Rudyard Kipling