Unleashing my cooking talent !

Uff ! After a highly exhaustive week full of success and failure (Oops ! did i tell you about one more company kicking my ass off to make the count to 4 of my highly unsuccessful interviews. God saves my poor current employer who still believes that i am the choosen one ), a week full of hopes and loss, a week proving again my weekness, a week showing again balls to me and bringing me down to my knees, a week when i am again out of money (By now my friends might have started thinking twice before lending me money )

After such a week how it feels to spend a friday night after drinking "Bacardi Breezer" and spending off the first few bucks quickly out of salary. Probability is high that by now you might have started thinking in the right direction. On the top of it the reality that you gonna have a nice weekend comprising sat,sun following a holiday on "Gandhi Jayanti" ( Here also Gandhi saved a poor soul like me as we have dry day on this occassion. But i am damn dried (a rare phenomenon now-a-days), specially after such a week. God i am tired. Damn tired).

Well ! But fortunately if you are in a city called "Bangalore" than the beautiful weather of this city with pathetic infrastructure workd magic for you. And it worked out to me even.

After a hide-and-seek game played between "Sun" and "Clouds" (carrying water), it was clouds who won the game and their pouring champagne made us mad. Now think of an idea when your friends only girlfriend roll-off the idea of "Bread-Pakoda". Yummmmmieee i Love it !

But i didn't realize that soon i am going to unleash my hidden talent. But the idea was too mouth watering that in no time with a deep puff i started buying few raw-materials like Bread, corn flour etc.

And now here we go to make a beautiful evening more delicious.... After one more puff (I am generous enough not to smoke in front of my friend's girlfriend, so i had to go out).... I heard something knocking my earbands and yes that was my frind's voice !

"Come here, see how it tastes !"

And to my fastest possible speed i forced my butt (and of-course my entire body) into kitchen to find a couple struggling with "Break-Pakoda".

I saw my friend carrying a supposed to be pakoda, which resembles nothing more than a thin corn flour laye covering a poor bread forcing to it behave like break-pakoda. The pathetic condition of this poor bread led me to try my luck with something different, something unusual ... The Bread Pakoda recepie.

It was damn big challenge for my poor soul ( Poor coz it might have started hating me for my continuous failures). But I decided not to let it down atleast this time. After a much struggle and testing phase I with my friend pour one corn-flour layered bread into the hot oil pan. The winning smile on our faces were proportionate to the brownish color of “Bread-Pakoda”. And a last smile of joy came with a delicious pakoda.

All sincere thanks to my friend’s Girlfriend who helped me to unleash my hidden cooking talent (Probably by now my current employer should start thinking about employing “useless” me into cafeteria).

Thank you very much DEAR. Thank you very much for your intiative.