The South Indian-ised Surdie. Butter Chicken AND Sambhar. Then what?
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Then try some Samosa Therapy!
Follow the steps below for instant happiness and contentment in the face of all things that bug you from here to Jhoomritalaiya.
1. Buy one dozen aloo samosas. Dunk four of these into mix of pudhina and imli chutneys, and devour while hot. Feel the taste of the crisp, golden fried maida mixing with the spicy aloo filling, and complimented perfectly by the minty-tamarindy chutneys. Ahaaaa!
2. Once the fabulous double carbohydrate combo of maida and potatoes hits your bloodstream and induces a feeling of well-being, log into Samosapedia. (If you haven't created a login id, eat off two more samosas and do so.)
3. Think of the funniest words/phrases/anecdotes you know. Try to channel your current annoyance or frustration into one of these. Make it as full of nyansanse things as possible. (Hint: you will know if you have succeeded if you start showing your 32 teeths and the person next to you thinks you look loony all of a sudden)
4. Type them into Samosapedia and submit. If someone has already defined them, fikar not I say. Just eat off two more samosas, and define away.
5. Feel all the negative vibes of your day dissolving under the influence of a High-Glycaemic Index snack and the involuntary chuckles that bubble up when you look at the utter rubbish you have just keyed in.
6. Finish off the last 4 samosas with a lighter heart and a happier countenance.
Poori : Oh yes. I am a firm believer in the benefits of Samosa Therapy.
Surdie Birdie : Ey me too ya! Same pinch!
*Sudden howl is heard emanating from Poori*
Meaning : Think about it in a calm manner for a while, and let me know.
PS: It rarely works.
Shanky:"Eeeey! This is a Yamaha! Mad or what? Hogu!"
Vijay:"Aiyo, dont say like that, no? You think and tell tomorrow"
Oh ji, it is only the favouritest and most popular Punjabi dish in the subcontinent. Claimed to have been invented only a few decades ago at the famous Moti Mahal restaurant in Delhi. Loved more than life itself by some Punjus, who must never ever be disturbed while they are devouring it. Think I'm kidding? Just try taking a piece of it from a surdie's plate sometime. He (or even more scary, she) will turn you into human masala fry faster than you can say tikka. Then don't come back as one bhooth and haunt me saying things like I didn't tell you so, ok?
BC, as Butter Chicken is sometimes called, is a heart stopping concoction of vast amounts of butter, ghee, fresh cream and some tomato purée with spices. Bung in some tandoori chicken and just to ensure complete coronary catastrophe, throw on another packet of butter on top. And voila, you have the most calorific chicken curry in all India. But it's so darn good, that once you taste it, you'll be hooked for life.
Just to make sure there's enough butter in your system till the apocalypse, eat it all up with some more butter naan.
And don't forget to growl at anyone who wants a bite from your plate.
"One butter chicken, one plate Amritsari fish tikka, one plate seekh kebab, four butter naan, three roomali rotis. Ohfo I almost forgot - one diet coke also. I'm watching my figure you know."
CategoriesFood and Drink
Related Termsaloo paranthas
Terms referencing thischicken curry
An obvious amalgamation of the phrases - "Just shut up!" and "Shut your mouth". (Somehow mouth became plural and all.)
That only is feeling with which you should associate this phrase, wokay? Full anger and all should come off properly for you. (Flaring nostrils and bulging eyes are highly recommended). Prefixing of the word 'then' in front of the original phrase minns it is full serious serious.
Possesive Priya, almost dancing with rage: "PAH!!! Then what for you??? No shame you have talking this? Just shut it yuvar mouths! #%^#$*@&$~#%!!!!!!!!"
This phrase was every teacher's way of informing rowdy students that the principal was making the rounds of the institution on the sly, hoping to catch some wayward kid doing all nonsense things in class. The sadistic princi would prowl the halls like a panther hunting prey, with the aim of making an example of some unlucky student in front of the whole school. Of course every teacher was petrified of being singled out as being ineffective in controlling her students, and so would inform her class of the princi's sneaky intentions even though she was not supposed to.
*Poor Meera squeaks in alarm and almost faints off only*
This harvest festival goes by many names in different parts of the subcontinent, and in each region it is celebrated with distinct rituals and traditions. (See Wikipedia for details of customs followed in various states on this day) The most famous image of Makar Sankranti has come to be the thousands of colourful kites that are flown by Gujaratis all over Gujarat to mark the occassion.
Etymology : 'Makar' refers to the zodiac sign of Capricorn. Thus, Makar Sankranti denotes the changing path of the sun into the house of Capricorn.
Friends and family gather around after dusk and watch as the fire is lit (after pouring copious amounts of ghee on the wood to be burnt), and then proceed to alternatively snack on and throw in food items such as Til waali rewri (jaggery with sesame seeds), peanuts, and more recently, popcorn. The idea is to feed yourself and to feed the fire as well, dispelling the deep winter chill. In recent years the tradition has become popular outside of Punjab as well and entire neighbourhoods in cities like New Delhi organise giant bonfires on this day. Singing and dancing the bhangda and the giddha form an intrinsic part of the day's celebrations for the farming community of Punjab, who consider this an auspicious day.
It is believed that the night of Lohri is the longest night in the entire year, and the next day the amount of daylight starts to increase for the first time after the cold, unforgiving North Indian winter - heralding the distant arrival of spring in the coming months. Therefore Lohri signifies the end of the darkest part of the year and the coming of warmer seasons. This is why, on the day after Lohri (which coincides with the festival of Makar Sankrant), a special kara prasad is prepared in Punjabi households.
"Everyone, gather around and let's start the fire, it's already quite late. You, come here and start pouring ghee on those sticks and light it up. You, get the hand held fan and help him start the blaze.You! Here are the plates of food, pass them around
*counts them as she goes*
two with peanuts ..... one with rewari ...... two with chiwda ....Wait a minute!!!
*staring at the empty plates in her hands*
WHO ATE UP ALL THE POPCORN????"
RegionPunjab, New Delhi
CategoriesFestivals and Religion
All 'good' schools with proper proper facilities and all always had a nice AV room (sometimes with A/C), where students would be subjected to all sorts of documentaries, filmed plays(mostly related to course material somehow) and the like. You know, for rounded development of children or helping them understand some coursework or some such faff. I forget why now, but something like that only.
Today's kids (having all fancy hi-def tv in their own rooms at home, spoilt brats!) will understandably not get excited by the AV room, but back in the days when every household had one khataara tv which kids were hardly allowed to watch, the prospect of going to the AV room generated tremendous excitement. All we could think back then was "TV!! In School??!!! YAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!". Picture the entire class jumping like psycho monkeys with happiness and you get a picture of the sudden joy.
CCA periods involved stuff like putting up a class play, trips to the AV room to watch a documentary, practicing for the inter-house debating competition etc. Minns it was a little more serious than SUPW, and teachers wouldn't tolerate too much khurafati. But it was still fun, simply because it meant that for one hour in the school week, you didn't have to study chemistry/history/civics/whatever else bored you to tears.
B: "Don't worry yaar, we have CCA just before lab today. And I heard Mrs. Pachauri telling the class monitor that she won't be coming. You can finish it off then."
A: " Tere mooh mein ghee-shakkar! After I finish, I'll treat you to one-plate aloo poori in the canteen.
B: As if! I want big plate of bhelpuri"