Sigghhhss.

Why does food have to look so good?

I’m going to try to make peach cobbler today. 

Hoping it looks something like this.

 

 

Fingers crossed.

 

 

Load-Shedding.

I think its really sad when lives start revolving around the presence of electricity. I mean for crying out loud it’s the twenty first century!! This is the age of technology where everything and everyone is supposed to be just a touch away. Literally. Just yesterday my sister was telling me how they’re planning to make ALL of New York City a WI-FI zone. And here, forget Wi-Fi. Half the time there’s no light!

The phrase, ‘hurry up and iron your clothes before the light goes!’ is normal in my house and many others. We’re always either waiting for the light to come or waiting for it to go.

There IS one positive aspect to it though. While watching TV we’re normally counting the minutes the light is going to go or come in. It’s the same thing while im working in the kitchen and while using the internet. Lol, everyone’s started valuing time!

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Cake Disaster.

I make cakes. Lots of them. Sometimes i get alottttaaa money for them too 😀

This is what i normally make.

I’ve been out of my city since more than a month so i haven’t done my usual kitchen-ly things for a while. Yesterday, i forgot how to make tea. That was embarrassing -_-

But i have a foolproof recipe for vanilla cake. Its light, and airy and verry vanilla-ish. Since my family was over for Aftari yesterday (which is what we call opening our fast – Light snacks and then dinner mostly), i wanted to make cake.

I thought I’d do a hot pink sponge with white icing and make something simple with more cream on the top but my oven had other plans.

I made the batter, whipped the cream (yum) and then set the cake to bake. After around thirty minutes my cousin comes up to me and says ‘ohh your cake is flowing!’.

That is NOT something i like to hear about my cakes 0.0

I went to the kitchen and sure enough my lovely pink cake looked like a volcano top with lava pouring down the sides.

I never get worked about things normally but cake disasters.. they bring out the panic in me.

The cake did eventually bake after an hour and ten minutes but it didnt rise and it was all uneven.

So i cut it from the center and filled it with cream and pineapples to make it look a liittttlllee bit taller and covered the top with whipped cream too. For the design, i took out cream in a separate bowl and added a drop of yellow to oit to make it a light lemon yellow. At that very instant, someone called out my name and i looked up and somehow my hand tilted and voila! the cream was EGG yellow. Blekh

Anyway i cut pinapples, made a pattern, put grapes and it looked so bad that i refused to let anyone see. After that i started cutting peaches, and covering it with and thankfully, it looked pretty edible.

Seeing the cake my dad announced that the cake should be for my cousins birthday which had just passed.

I think it was the yellow that did it 😛

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Wow.

Looking at this made me very sad.

Omgoodness! 0.0

Apparently, I turn heads.

I’m not all that pretty. I dress weird. My pictures turn out nice though. Agar i pose. I refuse to recognize myself in the candid ones.

But here, I dress better. I use makeup, wear heels and try for classy-ISH rather than practical. Today, I was sitting on a bench overlooking the water, right next to the path where people were walking, running and even cycling. Since the rest of my family was elsewhere, i was the only one sitting there. It’s very peaceful, watching the water and not having to worry about anything.

So there I was, lost in my thoughts, hair blowing with the wind, and not really paying attention to anyone or anything. It was after a while I started noticing how people, (who, if from Dubai, don’t normally stare), kept looking as they passed by. Since there’s a bit more courtesy here about these things, they weren’t outright staring, but staring nonetheless. Amusing that was.

I shook my thoughts away and started paying attention to the people passing by. It was unsettling at first. Since the people were coming from my right, i turned my face to the left and the consequences of that were even funnier. People kept turning back to look.

Call me creepy but sometimes, that kinda attention is flattering.

I think black skinnys make my legs look good.

Dancing.

Dancing at 2 a.m. with cousins is fun. Dancing is fun. Going absolutely crazy and acting out songs is fun. 

Obsession.

I am obsessed. Theres no other way to put it.

This is crazy. One is a friend. One is almost a friend. One is someone i’ve never met. Or even seen. Yet, i’m obsessed. I think what you write tells alot, if not all, about your person. Your strengths. Your weaknesses. Your hopes, aspirations, dreams.. Your wants. Your desires. Your fears. Its all there. Between the lines or jumping out of the page and screaming at you.

So its like i know them. Maybe. One of them, i cant figure out. That ones no exception. I have learned that everyones cut outta the same cloth. No matter what social category they belong to. They’re ALL the same.

Humans are weak. Indecisive. Insecure. There are cases that indicate otherwise, but all these traits are still there. Just the quantities and the intensities differ.

I dont know what will become of them. It doesn’t concern me. Yet, i can relate. Its such a web. Want, lust, jealousy, fear and insecurity, creeping along the silken threads that make the web. More potent in her at one time, while creeping up on the other at another.

Can i sympathise with them? Maybe. A little. Or not.

They hate themselves. Yet crave approval. They live in denial. Yet think they’re smart. They delude themselves.

But then again. Everyone does.

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Sharjah.

I’m in Sharjah. Got here around two days back. Its so pretty! Since we’re on the thirty third floor, the view is gorgeous. Omg.

I went to watch Spiderman kal. Omgggggg. I want Andrew Garfield ab. He is SO sexy.

I had burger king too. I’ve never had it before. It is SO vastly overrated.

The only thing that sucks is that theres a swelling under my left eye which hurts AND makes me look horrible in pictures.

Malls are pretty. I think i was born to shop. Pity everythings so expensive. I miss bangkok.