Wednesday, July 22, 2020

A jumbled collection!

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.

Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of various colours and fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim.

My world will light its hundred different lamps with thy flame and place them before the altar of thy temple.

No, I will never shut the doors of my senses. The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear thy delight.

Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.

Rabindranath Tagore
Gitanjali, verse 73

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The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.

Ernest Hemingway

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Remorse - is Memory - awake -
Her Parties all astir -
A Presence of Departed Acts -
At window - and at Door -

It's Past - set down before the Soul
And lighted with a Match -
Perusal - to facilitate -
And help Belief to stretch -

Remorse is cureless - the Disease
Not even God - can heal -
For 'tis His institution - and
The Adequate of Hell -

Emily Dickinson
Remorse

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Mutton curry and mutton biryani in Calcutta always feature aloo in them.

The origin of this culinary practice is interesting.

Wajid Ali Shah, the last Nawab of Avadh was exiled to Calcutta where he lived with his royal retinue and harem (or what was left of them) on a pension from the British. Over time, the pension contracted somewhat, when keeping the entire royal household fed proved challenging for the cooks. The head cook after much consideration decreed that the 'water, air and climate of Calcutta' were such that 'taste and digestion were best benefited' when mutton was cooked with an equal portion of aloo.

From that day to this, a deposed King's izzat has been respected.

Food folklore


Tailpiece.

Had slept much after midnight because we were engrossed in a new episode of Crime Patrol. Despite that we got up at our usual time, the chores and was ready by a half past 9. Made an unsuccessful trip to the ATM nearby as it had gone off line.

It was a quiet day. 

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