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Zinda Hoon Yaar Kafi Hai

Zinda hoon yaar kafi hai... it was Amit Trivedi's turn on the speakers as he was rolling his first roti of the day. He resonated with the song more since last few months because life was not fair to him. Just two days back he had started making what can be called perfect   rotis. They were round, remained soft hours after making it and most important they puffed up like heaven! But since last two days he had lost the skill. The rotis weren't round anymore, they turned chewy and no more puffed up. 'How could you lose a skill once you have acquired it?' he wondered. May be he hadn't acquired it. But rotis he made two days before was the manifestation of he was getting there. As he put the first roti on the tawa his flatmate appeared from nowhere and pointed out the obvious mistake he made, not turning the roti the other side before putting it on the naked flame. He did not like his interference as he flipped it on the tawa because that is not how he thought his mom ...

Bhaage Re Mann

Why is it called Lady Finger? He wondered...Clearly it has to do something with it's shape, as he prepared his favourite Bharli Bhindi. The okra pod is to be cut open with a knife and filled with a mixture of groundnut powder, salt sugar, red chilli powder and lemon juice. As he cut open next pod, his mind wondered to a place where he was narrating to his friends about the Bharli Bhindi he makes. 'IN THE MOMENT' he said to himself. The recent practice of meditation had taught him to bring his mind back to the moment. The practice also said to be patient with yourself, because the mind loves to wander. As he was back in the moment he could hear Sunidhi Chauhan on his speakers - Behta hai mann kahi...kahaan jaante nahi.. koi rok le yahi... and he started humming. Cooking is fun, isn't it? He tasted the powder mixture and it was yum! He could see himself successfully run a youtube channel. 'IN THE MOMENT' he said to himself. 'I am not getting angry at myself...

Atrangi Yaari

It was just another day in qurantine, he knew he was wasting a lot of time. 'Time to be productive' his mind would say to him. He was trying. He meditated. He exercised. He helped in preparing food. He washed dishes. He swept the floors regularly. But it was not enough. And he knew it was right. One day he opened his eyes at 5:45 am. He was doing that since a week now and slept only to wake up well past 10. Not today. Today somehow he got up. Because of lack of sleep he was not energetic. Still he persisted. Did meditation, listened to music and somehow completed exercise for the heck of it. He was not doing enough his mind was still in chatter. He went to shop got a coffee sachet, prepared coffee, sat down at the balcony and clicked pictures. Not the best ones but he felt better. He went took a bath and on coming back thought should prepare food today. So he put cooker on stove and started making rotis with speaker on. The shuffle playlist started playing 'Atrangi Yaari...