Far from the deadlines

I was searching for the proper lyrics of this very popular Kashmiri song. Mom once told me about this song. Sharing with all of my friends and family.  Here goes the sequence:  The children start: "hukus bukus telli wann che kus, onum batta lodum deag, shaal kich kich waangano, Brahmi charas puane chhokum, Brahmish batanye tekhis tyakha." The Teacher corrects: "Itkayne ne Itkayne Tse Kus Be Kus Teli Wan su Kus Moh Batuk Logum Deg Shwas Khich Khich Wang-mayam Bhruman daras Poyun chokum Tekis Takya bane Tyuk" Tse Kus Be Kus Teli Wan su Kus Who are you and who am I then tell us who is he the creator that permeates through both you and I  Moh Batuk Logum Deg Each day I feed my senses/body with the food of worldly attachment and material love (Moh = attachment) Shwas Khich Khich Wang-mayam For when the breath that I take in reaches the point of complete purification (Shwas = Breath) Bhruman daras Poyun chokum It feels like my mind is bathing in

In the hustle and bustle of our daily lives, we often find ourselves engaged in a multitude of activities, from deciphering the intricacies of our new mobile devices to meticulously refining our articles before sending them off to the editor. We invest hours brainstorming intriguing blog topics, but sometimes it's the simplest pursuits that capture our attention. For me, it all began with a simple question from my husband, "Well, the chapati is round today?" The Chapati Challenge Despite having dabbled in chapati making since my school days, my culinary journey had left me with merely passable results. Being a devoted lover of Kashmiri cuisine, with its emphasis on rice, may have contributed to my initial struggles in perfecting this culinary art, especially after spending over two years in a Punjabi kitchen. The Deceptively Simple Ingredients On the surface, chapati-making seems uncomplicated, involving just two basic ingredients – flour and water. However, to achieve a

I am writing this while wearing my favorite 10-year-old Wrangler t-shirt (Don't worry I still manage to fit in it!). Though it is no longer in a condition to be worn outdoors. Brushing aside my husband's annoyance at a few holes that could be seen on its sides, it can only be worn inside the four walls of our home. The color of the shirt is not so bright, except for a dash of red on the grey-colored fabric, what fascinates me more are its stitches and its fit. The purpose of writing this is not to talk about feeling comfy in my second skin. For the last 10 years, I have been looking for a similar skivvy, but minus any success. I talked about it with my friends "I am looking for a hand-stitched skivvy, with side cuts, long sleeves, soft texture, and with chequered design." One of my friends goes like, "Who wears polo necks these days." Another friend pitches in, "The design is so old-fashioned now." I have been so attached to it that departing wi