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#8 Poetry Every Spring I Fall In Love With You

Every Spring I Fall in Love With You,
The Memories of Bliss Come Back.
I Never get the Courage to tell you,
The Feelings turn White and Black.
I don’t have enough colours for you,
To Colour your Body with,
Just some Long Lost Words to tell You….
Enough to Fill your Heart to the Limits….
-by Soumya Bunk

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Words they are So Powerful.. Ask a Leader..Ask an Orator..Ask a Teacher..Ask a Broken Heart..
Words when you Repress them Inside you..they Eat you up..Use them Unwisely and Frivolously..They Destroy You..
Just let them..be the gentle waves of Fascinating Creations..like a Crook in a Serene and Deep Forest.. Ready to be turbulent like a Raging River when Required..
World Poetry Day..and just a few lines.

Cooking in my Kitchen #18 Jumbo King Prawns in Coconut-Cashew Milk with Light Sauce of Sautéed Onions and Indian Spices

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When you have a fresh catch of Jumbo King prawns like this you cannot stop the cook inside you to get out and just adore these lovely big creatures.. I love Jumbo Prawns and the cook inside me cannot deny.

Today’s Dish would be Jumbo King Prawns in Coconut Milk with Light Sauce of Sautéed Onions and Indian Spices.

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This Recipe is very simple and easy to cook and very healthy as it is not very spicy and really mild. Firstly the Jumbo King Prawns are cleaned and boiled in  fresh Sea water and Butter. We should be very careful not to over cook prawns as they become very bland and rubbery when over cooked. Add some minimal spices to add some flavours to the Prawns.

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In a Frying Pan chopped onions are Sautéed and the Indian Spice (Secret ) Paste is added and the beautiful base curry is prepared.

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Now the Jumbo Prawns are carefully placed on this Base Curry and one cup of the stock of sea water is added and the frying pan is covered and the Prawns are lightly cooked.Then the creamy milk of cashew and coconut is added and the Prawns are further steamed and served Hot. It goes best with Steamed Basmati Rice with a dollop of Butter. Enjoy this very Light and Healthy dish with friends and family.. they are sure to ask for a second helping.

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Eat Healthy, Eat More and Live Long and Enjoy the Mysteries of Life.

 

 

Cooking in my Kitchen #16 Milky Prawn Clear Soup with Long Beans.

Clear soups are  light, refreshing and soothing to the Taste buds. The thin milky clear is made with made of water and cream of milk with crisp fried  long beans and chopped tomato to add an acidic touch to it.

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The Prawns are sautéed quickly on a wok just to give them the reddish tint. The shells of the prawn are left behind in order to add more flavour to the Soup.The chopped long Beans and then lightly fried in high flame to give them a crisp texture.

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A twisted is added by giving some crushed pepper and light spices to this light fried Beans and Prawns..and then a considerable amount of water is added with very finely chopped tomato. Boil it for quite some time..and take in the aroma of the prawns and light spices..Add some cream of milk and take off the Heat…and the Milky Prawn Clear Soup with Long Beans is ready to go.

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The Milky Prawn Clear Soup with Long Beans can be served hot or cold..It goes best with Rice Dumplings also one can add rice noodles and make a Noodle Soup. This is a Chinese dish with a little Indian twist of Spice Play.

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Cooking in my Kitchen #14 Fried Achari(Pickle) Eggplants with Aroma King Lemon Shreddings

Being an Indian and a Bong, Eggplants (Brinjals) are an essential constituent of meals. As a kid I have always loved lightly fried eggplants which are a delicacy.

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Achar or Pickles are also a very common condiment served with Indian Dishes and Thalis. So this Dish is a special creation with the fusion of these two important ingredients of the Indian Cuisine.

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Fried Achari(Pickle) Eggplants with Aroma King Lemon Shredding is a twisted delicacy. Small slender eggplants are very lightly fried and more baked in a pan and before it is taken off from the oven a sprinkle of Pickle Juice or Achar is added and stirred lightly. I used salty pickled mangoes.

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To finish the dish you need an Aroma King Lemon more commonly known as the Gondhoraj Lebu (in Bengali) which has a unique aroma and shred it over the plated fried eggplants. The juicy fried Eggplants with the slightly sour Pickle flavour topped with the Aroma King Lemon Shredding is a good explosion of flavours inside your mouth which is quite refreshing and a palate cleanser. And don’t forget to add the special ingredient that they call Love and Enjoy this light Dish.

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Cooking in my Kitchen #13 Spicy Chicken in Tangy Yoghurt Sauce

Well once again after quite sometime I am working with chicken, The Universal favourite Meat. I like my chicken spicy and juicy and packed with Exotic flavours.

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The Chicken is firstly slow cooked so that it becomes spicy and soaks in all the flavours with minimum oil. It is very essential that it is slow cooked and cooked deliciously. The chicken should be Tender and Juicy just the way you like it.

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The Tangy Yoghurt Sauce needs to be separately prepared in a bowl with a few flavours which are raw and not cooked. You can add in some tangy spices to give it the sour touch. Or give some freshly chopped celery or coriander or tomatoes. Mix it well and let the yoghurt sauce stand for a quarter-hour or so. After it pour it on the spicy chicken and blend everything in together.

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Then add some secret spices and sprinkle over some sweet love and you get the Spicy Chicken in Tangy Yogurt Sauce. Its spicy and tangy and healthy and cooked with very little oil. Enjoy it with Steamed Rice or Flat Breads or simply eat it and enjoy a burst of exotic spicy flavours of the tender juicy chicken with the tangy kick of yoghurt sauce.

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#7 Poetry : Petrichor Flowers

The tears Rained down my cheeks,

And the hard Ground came closer

As I fell down on the earth.

The Everlasting support seemed forever gone

The feelings all like Thunderous clouds,

The Warmth of Love, lost from Heart’s hearth.

 

The pair of Feet that walked away,

Away from me,never to come back again,

The footprints lost in the Pages of Time,

Left behind a shattered Heart

A Timeless sense of  eternal Sorrow

And the Fear, that you will never be mine.

 

The Winter froze the Ailing Heart,

As I locked away those Butterflies

In the Prison, bereft of Love.

The touch of Ice deadened the Heart.

The Feelings all ceased to exist.

The Fruits Bittersweet frozen in my Memory’s Grove.

 

Spring came with the Bountiful Promises,

Happiness and Joy all around

The Flowers of Passion bloomed blissfully,

But I crushed them down

And bit down upon my Bloody Teary Lips,

Putting away the Lonely Memories of Love, Carefully.

 

The Summer of Scorching Truth,

Burned the thawy Heart Raw.

With it’s Raging Fire it Danced away

Embers of Passion turned to Dust.

Now the Heart was Empty

Memories turned oblivious in the Tempest sway.

 

The Raindrops of the Euphoric rain,

Fell on the Scorched Heart

And sowed seeds of New Hopes.

Petrichor Flowers bloomed Again

And set free the Butterflies….The feelings

Danced to the Rhythm of Raindrops.

 

The tears came Again

They fell upon the Rivulets of the Earth

With New Dreams and Happiness

The Ground seemed Welcoming, Soft…

And embraced me with Blossomed Flowers.

The Innocent Heart Laughed…Devoid of Sadness..

 

-By Soumya Bunk

 

There comes a time in Life when we lose hope , someone or something and the heart forgets to laugh..to enjoy..to live, at this time there comes a realization and situation..which finally teaches us to laugh again and to live again..Hope is what drives us forward..and there is always a silver lining waiting..we have to be patient for the right Time and Situation..and the Right Person.

 

 

Cooking in my Kitchen #12 The Rash-Malai

The Rash Malai is a Bengali dessert which is a delicacy for not only the sweet-toothed Bengalis but also to people who have a great love for desserts.

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It is actually sweetmeats (Rasgullas) in a reduction of Milk. The Milk is reduced to a thick creamy texture which is flavoured with Elaichi (Green Cardamom).

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After a delicious main course meal an equally royal wat to end your meal would be with the Dessert Rash Malai. Best served when cooled. The sweetmeats melt in your mouth and  the thick creamy milk compliments the taste buds equally.

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A dessert which is simply good for the summers.You  can garnish it with Kesar or chopped Cashew Nuts to make it even more tastier.

PS: If you have an extra sweet tooth , it’s not necessary that it has to be restricted only as a dessert.. you can have it anytime. 😉

 

A Walk Through My Dreams

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The transition journey of the picture.. as requested…

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This Picture is dedicated to a very special person in my Life….with whom moments spent feel like elixir drops from an enchanted spring…and in a very short time..the bond feels as if forged in some ancient tapestry of Destiny..

All the elements are very dynamic and inter-related and very much related to the special person.. And I thank him for inspiring me to pick up my brushes and play with colours to conceive this creation..

Thanks for being an elder brother to me..

The Picture is Mixed media:- Pen and Ink,Water-colour and Pastel Shades.

#2 Poetry : REVENGE

I walked the edges of Life and Death

With a sense of Loss..

And a taste of Betrayal.

My feet bled blood rose-red..

I felt each thorn as it tore my skin

And broken glass..pierced my heart

I felt the coldness seeping inside

It trickled in me like a frozen fountain

It was you who asked

Will I always love you?

And I Had said let Death even try to take that truth..

I begged sweet Death why

Did He not take me away.. before

I had to taste the sharp fangs of perfidy

All I was rewarded with was.. a deep silence

And the crashing sense of eternal Sorrow..

It was then..

You who came to love me..

When I had given up on myself…

You whispered the words that would soothe me..

And give me a moment’s bliss..

It was you who warmed my heart

With strange hope ..and Happiness I would feel..

You coiled me in your Diabolic Arms..

And I rested my head on your shoulders..

Crying my heart’s silent sorrow..

You looked at me calmly..

And your eyes burned with Evil Fire..

It drew me in .. like a spool of Love…

And I believed in a reason..

A cause that now burned inside me..

Like an ember that was never put out..

It grew inside me ..and you helped it nurture

A  thought so cruel to ..

Bring Happiness for me..

I took the knife out..

Of oh.. so sweet revenge..

And I slit His throat..

In the Darkness of Night..

All was silent..once again..

Your Blood seeped out and drenched me

With a sense of end..

All the thoughts of my Final happiness..

Left me now..

As I stared into your Cold dead eyes..

And I stood drenched in your betrayed blood..

Like beads of Ruby shining in the dark..

Words like betrayal..and revenge..

Now felt hollow like my Soul..

And you bled silently to Death..

I looked for Revenge..

Where are your shoulders now.. I need to feel

Where is your comforting touch..

My heart turned stone cold..

And then I saw Death..

Looking at me with his Handsome face..

I smiled at him..

He gave me a malicious grin..

And turned his back upon me..

I clutched at the hem of his cloak..

And he now returned a smile of Pity..

Why did you betray yourself?

Why did you embrace Revenge?

I release you..

But will you be happy..

But will you find peace..

He looked down and kissed me

With his cold sweet lips….

Death took me…

As I felt the Poison in me

Taking my breath away…

—-by Soumya Bunk

This is a poem on Revenge.. and why Revenge is never the Answer..It revolves around a Person who is betrayed by someone and then he turns to Revenge to seek happiness..

#1 Poetry : PRETTY LITTLE HEART

Pretty little hearts get crushed all the time..

But will I walk on eggshells..

Or should I just be mime..

 

Three little birds sat on the branch…

And sang a song of desire..

Hear pieces of my heart  crunch…

 

The time we had in the bubble of bliss..

I loved it.. and you too

Never heard the serpent’s hiss..

 

I put on my blindfold and let time fly..

With moments precious..

Cherished each day by..

 

Let myself hear only the praises of love

How wonderful is the idea

Oh my heart’s dove..

 

Time is a strange thing so is the heart

It speared through us

Like a deadly dart..

 

Out of the bubble the World is still there

But where am I?

Like a branch set to wither..

 

Opened my eyes to a gloomy day

The day was bright

I wish you would say..

 

I wish you would come and hold me tight

As strong as you can

As will as you might

 

Cause pretty little hearts get crushed all the time..

I ceased to be happy..

And turned to a mime..

 

A strange thing is Time, the wounds will heal

I hear them say

But nothing do I feel

 

Life is cruel why does it have to go on?

I cursed it and scowled

But life went on

 

Life said to me please let time flow

The world is big

And I’ve many things to show..

 

Cause your little angel heart is pretty

Beats not only for you

But for the whole world you see..

 

Your heart maybe little or crushed now and then

But your will is strong

So let your life happen

 

Life that you see is a mere image

Don’t be selfish

Don’t waste it in a rage..

 

Don’t you now go into despair

When the time is right

You will find your pair..

 

Life that is yours you have to share

With people you love

For them you have to care

 

A taste of betrayal sets a spark within

Which tough and bitter

Is life’s little medicine..

 

Don’t be afraid to walk the path alone

Alone you maybe

But never forlorn

 

The three little birds harped on a song

A song of life

Of wisdom and a promise of long…

by Soumya Bunk

Well this is a poem for all the people who got betrayed in life not only a betrayal by a person but also betrayal by time or situation of life…