Self-Pity : The Downhill Road To Unhappiness

Self-Pity : The Downhill Road To Unhappiness

The very first line in “Road less travelled” by M.Scott Peck says this -“life is difficult. This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths”. He cites buddha’s teaching of the ‘Four Noble Truths’ and the first among them being that ‘life is a suffering’. He continues “It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult – once we truly understand and accept it – then life is no longer difficult. Because once it is accepted, the fact that life is difficult no longer matters.”

I read this way back in College when I probably just entered the 20’s. It was the time of rebelliousness, a time that I felt lonely even amongst a crowd, it was a time of immense self-doubt and self-pity. It was a time when I didn’t understand myself and felt that the world misunderstood me. It was a time of why me? why am the one to go through the pain in life? why am I the one to not find what I was looking for? why am I the one with a million restrictions? why am the one to be not happy? download (17)

So when I read the lines of M.Scott Peck. It was like a slap in the face, a wake-up call indeed. From then on, I have told myself, life is not meant to be easy, not with me or not on anyone. It might seem like someone has it easy, but then it is good to remind oneself that today might be the day of reckoning for their struggles.

When we wallow in self-pity, we are solely responsible for the unhappiness we are causing ourselves. The question we need to ask ourselves is if this is difficult life? What we could do about it. Also, look around and see there are people having it worse (even if it is not for similar issues) and just count one’s blessings and appreciate life for the less severity of one’s problems.

Also, we cannot be completely magnanimous with our problems, that we ignore them and brush them under the carpet.  They’ll always come back to bite us in the head, but we could do few things to assess our issues and see which path to take.download (16)

  • First of all, acceptance that our choices have led us to the situations that we find ourselves in.
  • Proportioning the blame to all parties involved for the problems and also taking a large portion of it to oneself.
  • Worrying less and figuring out ways to get out. Or if not possible to accept them as they are. Here I find the apt usage of the serenity prayer.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,Courage to change the things I can,And wisdom to know the difference.

  • Finding all other things to do, people around you and little memories to make oneself happy. Being happy is not a default mode. One needs to work on the thoughts that they have, control the ones that debilitate and enhance or build on the happy, peaceful, calm ones.
  • Also, accepting that whatever is happening is part of a larger design of life. That you are part of a butterfly effect.download (18)
  • And if it people that bother you, what could you do, unhappiness begets unhappiness, don’t get sucked into someone else’s mire.
  • And if you cannot accept a situation on a principle. Think if can you can circumvent it ? If not, no one is keeping a tab on whether you accept or not. Only you know it. By accepting something if you are able to go past it. Then accept it.  Live today to fight tomorrow.

No one wants to be unhappy, yet most us take a second to think to answer when asked ‘are you happy?’ Why can’t we just all say happy even if it is only for the moment. The moment that we feel good that someone’s being concerned about us? little victories are better for the soul than monumental wins.

Another point is, it is good to crib about your situation just for once or twice. Crib about it, take it out of your system and let it go. Find a friend, record yourself cribbing your heart out, eat it out (not a healthy option, but occasionally), dance it out, just wear yourself out. Coz once you have accepted the situation. You are stronger by that minute.

 

 

Boarding school: Parenting Delegated.

Boarding school: Parenting Delegated.

Boarding school- the magical place for all teens to get away from oppressive parents, from only meeting your friends some time to being with them full time. For all Harry potter Fans, the Hogwarts style schooling is a definite yes!

There are some with a different school of thought, who’d vouch for a Boarding school Experience. To enumerate few pros –

  • The kids mostly in their teens learn to adapt to new environs
  • They’ll have time to focus on varied activities within a safe campus
  • The teens would learn to become more self-reliant and decisive.
  • The teachers would be able to give much more individual attention to the teens and help them uncover their potential.

All these points would definitely make the teen much more ready as he/she would step into adulthood and its challenges.

But can this only be achieved in a Boarding School and not in regular schools living with parents?

In my opinion, I’d say, Opting for boarding school is like delegating your parenting work! Teens in their formative age need a safe place to disengage from schools and its activities, even if it for few hours a day. Pre-teens have just grown to start thinking beyond their home and family. They need to have a safe haven when discovering the world outside, and not be thrown into a completely new system, however capable they might be. Pre-teen is the time, parents need to be much more observant of their kids, actions and reactions. Not only to what they are saying but to start reading between lines. To lay a foundation for a healthier communication and trust between them and their kid. The kind of communication that lets them talk about body awareness, puberty and all that it entails.

As it is, kids stay lesser at home with parents, probably until they are 15-18 years, once they step out of home for education, there is no coming back. From education to work and to other pursuits of life. These 5-8 years if spent out of the home, then life is gonna be lived a weekend at a time, through video calls at a stipulated time.

Boarding school elevates certain aspects of living with same aged people to new levels: Peer Pressure. Peer pressure could make or break a person. What if one can’t stand up to the bullies? what if they as an individual is unable to stand out, be heard? to what extent can teachers focus on an individual?

When the responsibilities of the kids are on on teachers. Can one gauge unenthusiastic teachers? Can one limit the academic pressure the school puts on the kid?

Even if, Boarding schools are opted by parents who are always on the move or have demanding careers or by affluent parents who’d rather have the job done by someone else and mostly by parents believing that the boarding school system can give their kid that significant edge to succeed in life.

I believe that no matter what the situation is if it does not demand a boarding school, One shouldn’t opt for it as a choice.

A Blog: A piece of my intellect in the virtual world!

A Blog: A piece of my intellect in the virtual world!

Am an amateur blogger who’s just 24 posts old in the blogosphere. In this short time within the world of blogs, I have discovered a lot about me, my fellow bloggers and the readers!

Blogging has given me a window to showcase my thoughts – in written form and is helping me to convert my love for writing to an actual skill, that I am acquiring a little at a time. Am still testing waters of the online content world. Blogging has given me an opportunity to discuss some serious issues and topic which I probably couldn’t weave into a normal face to face conversation with people, lest I hurt someone’s sentiment.

I think therefore I blog

A show of camaraderie from a fellow blogger lifts one confidence that yes! someone gives a hoot to what I write. (friends and family are our first readership, but somewhere in the back of your mind, you know that they are favoring you). A fellow blogger’s like and appreciative comments are purely for your writing and nothing else! absolutely nothing else!

Is it frivolous writing? Or is it Serious writing? the beauty of blogging is that you don’t need to be just one. There is no label to stick to. A blogger can write up on anything that one fancies. It is as unique as the person who writes. Just like each of us has a place of our own in this big world. We have more space for each in the world of blogs.  Blogging gives one the freedom to be as raw as possible and stick to one’s core personality.

One of my fellow blogger Matheikal says this in his blog

“Getting published was quite a tough job.  Blogging made it easy.  Too easy.  Hence everybody – well, almost – became a writer.  But writing is not everybody’s job.  A writer must give something to the reader to think about.  Writing is about ideas.  It’s not just putting words together.  The reader must gain something.  At least something to poke his imagination.”- Matheikal on Bloggin and some thoughts

His words reflect on one of my criteria for a write-up. Even if critiqued for the post, am I reaching out to my readers in little ways? Have I tickled someone’s imagination, gave them a smile, or made them shake their heads in disagreement? Or have I piqued their interest in a book, made them sit up to read a serious thought. If I have succeeded in getting these done. I have climbed the first rungs to become an effective writer.

One aspect of this world of blogs that has enthralled me and aspires me is the fact that so many bloggers have been at it for so long. Their followers and view counts are a testimony to their skill and tenacity. It is humbling to know that I do have a long way to go.

Blogging as a platform for self-promotion, for products or ideas or to even monetize it,  is just an added feather in the cap.

At the end of it all, are we pseudo-writers? are we bathing in a delusion of being part of the literary world?

We may or we may not! what matters is that we are able to create a niche audience for ourselves. If being read by strangers, makes one a writer. Then we are to call ourselves so!

PS: This post is in response to IndiSpire Edition 162: #SeriousBlogging

 

Mohanaswamy: A Book Review and Beyond

Mohanaswamy: A Book Review and Beyond

The book cover of ‘Mohanaswamy‘, gave a glimpse of what was inside. This was my first attempt to read a queer literature. What made me borrow it was the fact that, a Kannada short story collection was translated into English. Also, the original version had won the Kannada Sahitya Academy Book Prize. Although there is no dearth for exceptional literary works in each of our local languages, I am limited by the lack of reading fluency in these languages. So I primarily stick to English. And when a prize-winning book presents itself on the shelf of the library with an exceptional review.  How would one miss it?

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In the words of Sudha Murthy who reviewed the book as  “Mohanaswamy touched my heart. I was unaware of his world, his fears and his dreams. A book of its own kind”. These words kept echoing in my head, for I too felt the same when I read,  it succinctly encapsulates the essence of the book from an outsider view.

The author of this book Vasudhendra says in the PS that ‘Mohanaswamy was his rebirth’.This book is a fictional story, but it probably reflects the author’s experiences in an exaggerated manner.

To the book now: Mohanaswamy is a collection of short-stories of a gay man – Mohanaswamy. An understanding of his world through episodes of his life. Episodes of pain and angst, rejection, betrayal and helplessness,  fear of ostracization, figuring out oneself without having anyone or anything to guide him. To wallow in self-pity and berate himself of the various spur of the moment actions, unable to control his instincts for physical intimacy.

A few stories of other gay men and transgenders spoke of complete intolerance bordering on cruelty. Of parents who although understood their gay son, but couldn’t bring themselves to love them as they would if he were straight. Unable to provide support and security to their own children. The uncouth ways of the rural people and lack of respect for humanity took me completely by surprise.

Many gay men in India end up marrying women unable to withstand the pressures of family and society.  The gay men or women are not only living a lie themselves but also ruin a chance of happiness and to a good life of another. An admirable trait of Mohanaswamy was that he didn’t do so, even when offered a platonic marriage.

To quote the book, “Kilimanjaro is so lonely! It conceals the blazing fire in its womb while masquerading as a cold, icy mountain”.  It is from the last chapter, of a trek to Kilimanjaro and Mohanaswamy draws from it a metaphor for his own life.  It was an appropriate end.

Now to go beyond the book.

In India, IPC section 377 makes it a crime to be involved in consensual homosexual activities in private.  If this law were to be repealed, the LGBTQ community would have a sense of belonging to our society and not stand apart to face the stigma of the society. Another point, I do not know if it is gay to be sexually prolific, but I do know, that even if gay or not, men/ women should have the decency to be monogamous in whatever relationship they have with their partners. Maybe, if it were to be legalized and gay people were allowed to marry and have children from surrogacy, it could bring about monogamy in the LGBTQ community, just a thought.

Also, on a human level.  Why is so difficult for us to accept someone gay? why is it that they need to hide who they are when they did no wrong but being born so. Contrary to popular belief, being gay isn’t a choice, its not a lifestyle one chooses. If it were a choice, am sure many would give it up. Coz the life of a gay person isn’t easy. It’s never easy to always have a facade, to lead a secret life. Moreover, how does one’s  sexual orientation a marker of a good character or personality? There are many heterosexual monsters parading as decent citizens of society.

Let them be, show some inclusion. For every human craves for love, understanding, and acceptance of one as they are.

 

Part 4: College adda’s and pocket-friendly joints

Part 4: College adda’s and pocket-friendly joints

Follow my blog with BloglovinThe heydeys of Engineering, back in 2003, when the jeans were bell-bottomed when girls carried backpacks and not handbags when Yamaha’s Rx’s lined the parking stalls when college canteen served food not more than Rs.15 each. College was an amazing 4 years of life lessons and fun! more so it was good to be in mechanical engineering – the chilled out department.

By virtue of being in Mech, it was quite often that one would see more of its students not in the classroom but outside. This invariably meant a lot of time spent in the canteen or in other college adda’s (hangouts). To list out the adda’s and other eat-outs – The Canteen – epicentre of the college life, the Bakery (sagar bakery), food court of the medical college ( fancier than the engg canteen), the rolls and darshini’s, the chaat place by the bus stand and much more.

The college canteen – I have lived off canteen food for most of college days, even when I had my own lunch box, the home-food depraved hostel boys would gobble it up and buy me food in the canteen. The main criteria for a canteen – cheap food, was met. The coffee was Rs. 5, the apple cake (the leftover’s cake) was Rs. 5 and the bisibele bath was Rs.10 or 15 (don’t remember) and the one tasty dish of our canteen was the masala dosa (tasty by acceptable standards alone). If it were internals/exams or record-writing for the afternoon lab. The canteen was our sanctuary!

Then we do step out for much more tastier options- The sagar bakery. Double egg full fry download (8)cost only Rs7  and Maggi was Rs.15, half tea/coffee was Rs.3. So a simple after college snack cost not more than Rs. 10! 😀 Maggi was not so frequent at first. But by the end of college,  “cheta oru maggi and full fry” were yelled out every day. The sagar bakery was its BMS (banana milkshake), bun omelette, egg and veg puffs and they did have many other edible food then went in-between the bun, but I just don’t seem to recall.

The medical college food court – Now this was a little far, walkable place, which had more choices and had a restaurant like a feel. Also like any other canteen, you can sit there the whole day and no one would throw you out. For non-veg options within walking distance and it had to be this place. I have had some yummy chicken noodles and Manchurian there. I loved that they gave a poached egg for one particular noodle dish. I was a regular there, it was a good place to read.

Info: the Ramaiah educational institutions spanned across a vast area, having a single road about 900 m, with gates at both ends. At one end – the new bel road was the hospital and the medical college and at the other end was the engineering gate. And it is said that within that stretch there were 13 canteens. I have not explored all just 3 I think.

The rolls place Kusum started in our 2nd or 3rd year and it was awesome. A single egg chicken roll would cost only Rs. 30 (now its Rs 50 or 70). That made an awesome lunch. If we felt a little pricey we would eat in for their chow miens.

The Andhra mess served some hot meals with pappu and rice at Rs.20(25). There were a couple of darshinis also doling out their version of chaats. A quick bite before boarding the bus.

for the time when we all felt way too pricey or end of exam treats we have gone to the chung-wah, or another Chinese place the new bel road. Now that road is lined with many fast-food joints and High-end grill houses and cafes.

There was a small burger joint, on the medical campus – Razzmatazz. He made some amazing home-style burgers with fries. I found out about this only at the end but frequented it even after college. There was a US pizza place which served unlimited pizza for just Rs.99. I think we treated ourselves after our last ethnic day there.

Also, I have enjoyed many days just walking through the IISc campus and the NAS campus to reach the Ramaiah Engineering Gate. IISc (before its security became a little tighter) has a normal canteen, but the ambience – just too good. The coffee board was just the right place to enjoy a coffee and a conversation. One should try to go through the IISc campus. You’d feel you have stepped into a time zone of sorts. The new bel road even now, with its canopy of trees beckons me sometimes. It’s a beautiful stretch to walk.

In the four years of Engg, I have tried to explore many a nook and cranny places for an easy bite. It was a good ride down nostalgia, yet again. Do share stories of your college adda’s.

Part 3: Tales of food and cities

Part 3:  Tales of food and cities

Today’s post is about my travel to three European nations – The Netherlands, Germany and France. It was the year 2011.

We stayed for a week each in these countries, Monday to Friday were in the office and a little time in the evening for the local sights. Saturday was our one day of out of our small towns to the Big cities – Amsterdam and Paris. Sunday was our travel day.

The Netherlands

The Research Centre is in the City of Nieuwegein, Utrecht. We were put up at the Van Der Valk Hotel in Houten, our good fortune. The hotel suits were definitely a high-class experience. Due to another event in the city, the budget stay places were unavailable and

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The salmon dish looked similar to this

our luck would have it, We lived in a real posh place. And there I got to try a master chef style presentation of a Salmon Dish for roughly €20 ( the price was in the high range). Although the visual was quite appetising, the actual dish wasn’t. It was a bland meal. The fish was cooked great. I couldn’t really taste any flavour. While watching Masterchef and other international cooking shows I have wondered as what goes into enhancing the flavour of the dish. Coz salt and occasionally some ground pepper are all that they use as condiments. The salmon dish that day reaffirmed this. Maybe I was nescient enough to not appreciate a good fine dining experience. After an arduous day of travel, the reality of the meal was this – little portion, not filling, not tasty and no place else to go to search for a meal.

From the next day, we requested for a taxi service to the city’s main commercial area. We found an Indian place and we stuck to it for the next 5 days! Mornings as always, the breakfasts are amazing. Afternoon meals were from the cafeteria ( it actually served some tasty food, at least we had fries and pasta, if not anything else).

The Friday night of our week in Nieuwegein campus, our hosts took us on a tour of the city of Utrecht – the church, the eateries, and some other sights were all covered on a walk. It DSC_0104was walk-the-city tour. Even more interesting was that they took us to 3 different restaurants for the 3 courses of the meal. The first course – appetisers, were in a Mediterranean cuisine restaurant where we were served little bits of shrimps and goat cheese. Then after few sights, they took us to an Indian place called Gandhi for our main course. Finally for the drinks and desert, another place.

The next day, the Saturday we took a train to Amsterdam –  “everything” is legal in Amsterdam. I ended up ditching the company of my colleagues (they acted crazy and

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Anne Frank House

started pointing fingers at those funny (you get what am talking about) shops, but didn’t dare to go in). I sought out to see Amsterdam on my own took a boat cruise that gave DSC_0344a beautiful tour of the city. I met a bunch of women travelling from the UK to celebrate one their friend’s birthday/anniversary. I had a jolly good time. Then off I went to see the Anne Frank House. For lunch, I chose to eat from a Lebanese place and opted for shawarma kind of a wrap. Was hungry and wanted to play safe. Walked all over Amsterdam and took the train back to Nieuwegein and packed a decent tasting pasta in the train station.

Germany

So Sunday morning, we took a flight to Frankfurt and a taxi ride to Schweinfurt. Schweinfurt is a small town. Its main industries are the bearing industry.Historical Fact: During the World War II the factories manufacturing the Ball Bearings to Third Reich Army’s was bombed by the allies.

So the Sunday went in Check-in and for food, we ended eating at a fast food restaurant- chicken nuggets and burgers and Coffee-Macchiato Latte (This is was as close to a Nescafe coffee as I could get). The Cafeteria food was just bad! No comments. Don’t even remember the food. The supper we ended up eating at the local DSC_0578Pakistani/Bangladeshi restaurant. I experienced snow for the first time in Schweinfurt.
Out of excitement of seeing the snow, I put on my warm clothes and walked out to the street. The time was past 2 am and I ended up locking myself out of the Hotel we stayed. Lucky for me, a taxi guy helped me to figure out that my room key was also a key to the hotel! Friday night, again the host arranged for a tour of the city which culminated at an Indian Restaurant.

France

Yet again, we travelled on Saturday to the City of Tours. It is very difficult to get any directions in France if you are speaking in English. On point, they don’t help the English speaking tourist. So we just scouted the area and stuck to an Indian place for our supper meals. In the Cafeteria, I literally did a hand flapping gesture to ask if the meat served was chicken. I truly understood then, how difficult it is for people who travel not knowing the local language. The Friday, the hosts took us on a tour of the City of Tours – Saint-Gatien Cathedral, Loire Valley Chateaux, Woodrow Wilson Bridge over the River Loire

and the dinner was at a French Restuarant, lucky for us we had our host who helped us figure out the menu. The city of Tours was famous for its own bubbly ( champagne kinda white wine- am not sure what they explained).DSC_1101 We had a taste of it and I had some amazing Oysters in a white wine sauce and the world famous Creme Brulee for desert.On the Saturday of our week in France, our hosts obliged and we went to the city of Paris. We went to see the Eiffel Tower and stayed there till the cold hurt my bones. Later I had dinner with a friend from college, who was living in Paris. Then back to my room.

This although was not a complete gastronomic journey. It was a Journey nonetheless. Hope you have enjoyed the read, as much as I enjoyed the nostalgia. I wish I remembered more and a travel journal would have been helpful. A note to myself.

PS: the photos attached here are my own. So pardon the angle or composition of the photo.

Gastronomic Journey continues…

Gastronomic Journey continues…

For the second part of the series, lets ‘be roman in Rome’. Today’s post is all about that variety of cuisines that I have had whilst travelling.

On a principle, I don’t go seek for Indian food while travelling. Why ? For one, I could cook or get a cooked Indian meal and the other is simply that I don’t want to try an outsider’s take on Indian food. It is disappointing. Lastly, enjoying the local food is probably one of the best ways to experience the place. So let’s dig in.

On a personal visit, have travelled to Singapore and Malaysia, and in an official capacity have been to the USA, The Netherlands, France and Germany.

Singapore

In 2007, I and my elder sis were visiting our eldest in Singapore. What first surprised us in DSC04873Singapore is the usage of honey in a chicken dish. I mean, we were into Indo-Chinese food and we loved our spicy Chinese that we got in Bangalore. And so, the sweet chicken dish was not so welcomed. I loved Singapore’s food courts that are always around the corner. For $10 SGD we had 2 meat 1 rice combo. The china town’s street food was yet another palate dance. Where we had peanuts and honey and all things sweet into our noodles. That is where I learnt that the Malaysian flat noodles (which I love) DSC04875was called kway-teow (Here in Chung wah they still end up calling in kothai.. am all???). I was introduced to the Satay which is basically like our kebabs but with sauces.  It is a very on-the-go food. Another memory was the food court near Raffles Place (the banking district), that place was just an explosion of smells. They were strong coz most of them serve the meat of choice (chicken, beef, pork) steamed like a soup. Steamed meat has the most pungent smell. I was very eager to get out that place. Another food that I had I do remember is Singapore McDonald’s McSpicy. This is way before it was introduced in India and it didn’t even taste half as good as what was served in Singapore. The McSpicy there is succulent, juicy and flavourful.  McD in India still hasn’t captured the taste of the non-veg eaters.

Malaysia

Although we visited Kuala Lumpur, Penang and Genting Island, the most of Malaysia that I remember is Langkawi. The beach – as is always my favourite place, a boat tour of the mangrove, water sports, the bat caves all were amazing sights.  But unfortunately, I don’t remember the food as much except one evening that we dined and had some amazing seafood! The crab was just too delicious and I was told by my Brother-in-law that some other foreigner took a picture of me, completely immersed in scooping out every possible ounce of crab meat  (I didn’t look around to confirm it, was too happy with the food).

And Now to all my Official travel.

The USA

The longest I have stayed out of the country is in the USA. For two whole months, and gastronomically I have tried Mongolian, Thai, Chinese, Highway style diners and breakfast places, Italian, Mexican and of course the all-American Fast Food Joints.

Travel to the US was back in 2010, Mongolian style barbeque was totally new to me (long after I found one such place in Kormangala, but haven’t tried it yet). The concept being, one chooses ‘all’ the ingredients one would want in their dish and have stir-fried with no extra addition by the chef at the counter. From the veggies to the meat, the sauces, the images (3)spice powders, main carb- noodles, rice. The catch is if you didn’t know what goes along with what, and how much needs to you go into the meal, you’ll end up with a disaster! but luckily the few of us who had some sense of cooking and ingredient compositions got it right. It became a meal I’d remember after 6 years!

Chinese – The all you could eat buffets with a lot of variety in protein! Apart from the standard chicken, fish, beef, pork they were octopus, squids, and even frog legs 😀  I couldn’t bring myself to eat the octopus but did try the frog legs (they didn’t keep actual frogs there, they looked a lot like chicken wings, so the repulsion factor was a bare minimum). They even had sushi(Japanese) in the Chinese buffet. Go Figure.

Mexican- am not a rajma person. I don’t really enjoy beans and so I didn’t like Mexican. For me, it was basically rajma and paratha (beans and tortillas). Pardon my dumbing-it-down to Indian. Even a chicken dish had beans. Mexican suits the Indian palate. For many who couldn’t relish the other cuisines, they found a close cousin in Mexican food.

Thai – I had some Thai rice and Thai red curry with that. Back then I was not into coconut flavoured food. I clearly remember thinking to myself – Thai is sort of Kerala styled food (Pardon me again for my limited knowledge of the cuisine). For me, anything that had strong coconutty flavour was keralian style! my Punjabi colleague thought I would enjoy download (4)Thai as it again seemed to a flavour profile like Indian. The next time she hosted me and took me home, I clearly told, I would love to eat some lasagne and Ceaser salad (she is an exceptional cook).

Italian – For my birthday we dined out at The Olive Garden. That’s the extent of my Italian experience. Frankly, I loved our Little Italy’s take on Italian food (one regret is that it’s vegetarian).

Highway styled diners and breakfast- they were good for the chicken steak, side of veggies and mashed potato. And offcourse pancakes with maple syrup. Loved the breakfast there.

At the extended-stay hotel we were in served us a daily breakfast and weekly 3 days Indian meals. The breakfast was really good spread of oatmeal, scrambled egg, 3 kinds of cereal, muffins- blueberry, choco chip and banana, bread and marmalade, waffles on Thursday, sausages, fruits. We were well fed for the 2 months we stayed.

The dinners, although they served Indian food, we were better off eating their regulars,  for Indian food meant read-to-eat precooked meals. On the other days, we had sloppy joes and some hot dogs from the grill. Burger king, Taco bell, and KFC were all walking distances from where we stayed. So we did visit these frequently.

This post has become quite long. So for other countries visited.. stay tuned.

I had a lot of experience with the sights and places of interests- the museums and water worlds, 4th of July fireworks at both Niagara falls and Newyork, Walking all over Chicago and Newyork, and downtown Detroit. Been at the top of some of the world’s tallest buildings – The Sears Tower in Chicago, The Empire State Building in Newyork, The Petronas Tower (twin tower) in Kuala Lumpur, The Eiffel Tower in Paris. These all are part of a treasure trove of memories, maybe someday they might be shared on this blog.