Our life !! 


There are many factors that affect our life and one of them is
,Your environment is a also a factor that moulds you as a person with the other factors that involve a humans evolvement from developing a personality that’s distinct from each human or in many ways similar to many.

But our genes also remain a factor that dominates our life in many ways ,we only realise when we study further the cause and effects of some of the medical diagnosis that has affected some of our family members.

With so much of us,from many of us it’s impossible not to have a question ,why is that way we have to be like this ?

I mean isn’t there anybody in the world who doesn’t have a single background to him/her at all ?
Of course the answer would be the very fact we are born in the world is because of the reproduction through two souls meeting each other .And that’s when we are born .

But the birth itself,gives us some qualities that we don’t believe we are born with or are either enhanced while growing up or while being compared by our parents amongst themselves and the child.

But what if the child wants to try something new that’s not being even thought of or even thought one day one of the family member could ever think About .
Why should one be denied,for one who thinks,he is capable rather confident about doing something in this Big Big World.

High Mountains of Portugal – A Book Review

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Yann Martel is the author of Life of Pi, the #1 international bestseller and winner of the 2002 Man Booker (among many other prizes) and “High Mountains of Portugal”  Is his most recent work that has been published this year .

“High Mountains of Portugal” -Yann Martel 

In Lisbon in 1904, a young man named Tomás discovers an old journal. It hints at the existence of an extraordinary artifact that—if he can find it—would redefine history. Traveling in one of Europe’s earliest automobiles, he sets out in search of this strange treasure.This is  the 1st part of the story  where the character is homeless,lonely grieving about his loss .

the 2nd part of the story homewards is where the story takes a gap and takes us through another characters journeys  ,Thirty-five years later, a Portuguese pathologist devoted to the murder mysteries of Agatha Christie finds himself at the center of a mystery of his own and drawn into the consequences of Tomás’s quest.

Fifty years on, a Canadian senator takes refuge in his ancestral village in northern Portugal, grieving the loss of his beloved wife. But he arrives with an unusual companion: a chimpanzee. And there the century-old quest will come to an unexpected conclusion.The third and final part of the story is home where the story concludes after another Fifty years on, a Canadian senator takes refuge in his ancestral village in northern Portugal, grieving the loss of his beloved wife. But he arrives with an unusual companion: a chimpanzee. And there the century-old quest will come to an unexpected conclusion.

The moment you read what the book  is about ,You want to give it a read.The book is written in three parts homeless,Homeward and home. And its  interesting  since its about three stories  that has a common conclusion and very descriptive,describing every detail and making the reader imagine the setting as if he is there. The story is a little odd and not every reader will enjoy this.

 The book blurb has one thought that makes you question –

Three journeys.Three broken hearts . One question …

What’s life without stories ?

 

Death-when It comes .

life-09Death is something that everybody who is born on earth has to go through it in life,But when someone dies fighting for our country we call him a martyr,some one who isn’t responsible for his death and dies untimely is called a victim,someone who dies for somebody is known to sacrifice his/her life.Someone who dies at 80-90 we says its old age ,Someone who dies very young 0-50 we says it wasn’t fair for their family or on them.All I mean to say is why do we give these tags of them being a hero,victim or sacrificing lives ?

These are the people who have chosen to be part of the life they have chosen ,or have accidentally become part of it and would only be addressed the way they live their life .

So why give that extra importance to things that matter very less,You know because we like to dramatise things and like to give it more importance than it normally deserves .

Being simple is boring and hence life and death is something we all just have given tags to.

Cafe Haqq Se -Food Review!! 

  
Cafe Haqq Se is the latest addition in Mumbai’s current favourite food paradise Kamla mills compound ,this is another restaurant that’s now following the trend of the Indian cuisine with a twist, or popularly known as progressive Indian food ,the interiors are very tastefully done ,The chairs are upholstered with colourful designs in the material used for rickshaw seats to create drama, there are also fancy red and black chairs at the centre stage for performances. The walls of the restaurant has been painted with intricate black and white work depicting the cultures of all the Indian states by Kanak Nanda, an upcoming artist. Thus making this a nice casual spacious sit down place with peppy music to let yourself unwind “Haqq Se “.The highlight of my visit would be the Butter chicken A la Kiev, which was a fried chicken roulette with the butter chicken gravy filling inside, served with pan naan, one of the Chef’s speciality.

This is a must try main course dish. The Indian desserts were also served with a twist- the white mouse rassgulla and the Gulaab jamun pie is a must try. And oh ! Wait last but not the least the Pan flavoured Jhujhups were refreshingly a different form of after mint.

The palate cleaner pops concepts !! For moving on to the next course of meals make this place taking pride of saying it Haqq Se that here is another trendsetter in the culinary competitive field set by them.

Haqq Se is a trendsetter in the culinary field, different from the rest and that’s what makes this cafe worth putting it on your bucket list.