Monthly Archives: July 2013

Locked out

You know how sometimes unfortunately situations are very funny; this is what I am sharing here today.

One of my friends was telling me how he was locked out outside of his apartment the other day. It was late at night and he was wearing his short shorts and t-shirt. He decided to go and throw the rubbish out down the chute. So grabbed the keys from the back of the door and went to throw the rubbish. His rubbish chute is only 10 steps away. On his way back, when he tried to open the apartment, he realised that the key he had picked up was the ones for his work not the ones for his home.

It was late at night and he didn’t know what to do. He was not really dressed to go out of the building but he didn’t have any choice. His sister had a spare key but he didn’t have his phone on him. So, he had to go out to the corner shop in his short shorts. Luckily, the woman behind the counter didn’t see him walk in but saw him once he was at the counter and could see his top half only.

He had to request to her to use her phone so he could call his sister so she could let him in with the spare keys. She was kind enough to let him make the call. He joking with us that if the lady had seen him in only his short shorts, she might have called police instead.

After that he had to wait outside the apartment building and wait for his sister. It took her another 30 minutes to get there and finally he was inside.

I am sure that was very unfortunate for him but he was laughing when he told it us.

It reminded me of the time when AS locked us out. It was a hot summer day and we were getting ready to go to swim in the pool. So, I was in my bikinis and he was wearing his swimming shorts. I had towels and as we walked out from the apartment, I asked AS if he had the key, as I wasn’t carrying my keys. He tapped his shorts’ pocket and said yes he did. I told him to take the key out just to check but he said it was OK so we went to pool area. As it is a security building, we need a key to get in the pool and the AS realised that he had picked up our gym key instead of the apartment key.

Lucky for us, my brother and SIL were to join us for a swim so they were there and had a phone with them. We called the locksmith and waited 45 minutes outside the apartment in our swimmers for him to show up. Finally, he did and opened the place within minutes but it cost us $120.

Nowadays we both laugh every time if I ask AS to make sure he got the house key.

 Please share your locked out story or anything similar.

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Lamb choila

Buff (buffalo) choila is very popular with Newars in Nepal. As we can’t get buff here, we make choila with lamb. Here is the recipe and it is very yummy.

Ingredients

  • 500gm lamb steak
  • 2 small green chilies
  • 5 cloves of fresh garlic
  • 2 inch of fresh ginger
  • 1 teaspoon turmeric powder
  • 2 teaspoons chili flakes
  • 1 teaspoon chili powder
  • 5 tablespoons vegetable oil
  • 1 teaspoon fenugreek seeds (Methi )
  • salt to taste

Steps

  • Heat a non-stick frying pan and sauté the lamb until cooked.

Lamb choila (1)

  • Cook on both side and make sure, the lamb doesn’t get burnt.
  • Once both sides are golden brown, repeat the process with all the lamb.
  • Make sure the lam is not overcooked otherwise it will be tough and chewy.
  • When you are doing this in batches, make sure you cover the cooked lamb in a container so it doesn’t become dry. This will also make the choila juicy and tender.
  • Once all the meat is cooked let it cool down for a few minutes, slice the lamb into small pieces diagonally into 1 inch size pieces so it looks better for the presentation. Put all the meat in a big bowl.

Lamb choila (4)

  • Slice fresh chilli into small pieces.

Lamb choila (3)

  • Make a paste in the pestel and mortar using fresh garlic, fresh ginger. If you don’t have fresh ginger and garlic, you can use readymade paste but fresh always tastes better.

Lamb choila (2)

  • Then add this paste along with sliced fresh chilli, chili powder, cumin powder, coriander powder, chili flakes,  and salt into a bowl with the lamb. Mix it well.

Lamb choila (5)

  • Now add turmeric powder.

Lamb choila (7)

  • Heat up the pan, add oil and fenugreek seeds and fry it till it turns dark brown. Make sure it doesn’t burn and turn black otherwise it will have a bitter taste.

Lamb choila (8)

  • Pour the oil over the lamb and mix well.
  • Garnish with fresh coriander and lamb choila is ready to be served!

Lamb choila (9)

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Newari names for baby

I found that lots of people were landing on my blog searching for Newari names for boy/girl so here is my post to help them out.

Please free to suggest more names so I can keep adding on the list.

Name (Girl) Meaning
Ayela Wine/whisky
Ita Oil lamp
Khusi River
Kusa Umbrella
Hisi/Hisila Cute
Lasta
Lipi Script
Lumanti
Matina Love
Mihsa Woman
Swaa flower
Teesa Jewellery
Simma Tree
Mhichaa

Nibha/Neeva/Niba

Nheela

Timila

Yechu

Sichu

Hisila

Situ

Manshree

Luniva

Bag

Sun ray

Smiling/Smile

Moon

Clean

Cool

Cute

Name (Boy) Meaning
Aanga yard
Bhintuna Wishes
Jaysha Office
Nugaḥ Heart

Confessions of a Shoeholic

This article was published in +977 (a Nepalese Lifestyle Magazine in Australia) in June – July 2013 issue.

Confessions of a Shoeholic blogI am sure most women are crazy about shoes and I am not an exception. I am crazy about shoes or should I say addicted to buying them. Owning countless pairs of shoes has not stopped me from looking for more. You always find a nice pair of shoes and how can a girl walk past the shops.

If there were a group call “Shoeholic Anonymous”, I am sure I would need to attend one of their meetings. This is how I would be introducing myself.

Hi, I am M and I am a Shoeholic. I love shoes more than anything in this world and when I see shoes in a shop’s window, I feel like they are calling me with soft voices saying “Wear me”. I am 4 weeks sober because I have promised my husband that I will not buy another pair of shoes for three months if I was allowed to buy a Prabal Gurung shoes from the USA. I am doing OK so far but it is getting very hard. The worst part is that I can purchase shoes without feeling any guilt.

Or I can be in denial and never attend these meetings :).

I justify myself that my collection of shoes didn’t happen overnight as I don’t have money like Tamara Ecclestone. It is my collection of over a decade now. And they are from all over the world. Wherever I travel; I try to get at least a pair to add to my collection. I was quite surprised that when we were in Europe, the shoes were cheaper there than in Australian so I had to buy a few pairs for sure. And how can I not mention America where everything is so cheap especially the shoes. I bought so many shoes there because,  when bought one pair, another was just a penny. Can you imagine my reaction when I learned that I was getting the second pair literally for nothing?

Buying a pair of shoes has always had some supernatural effects on me, making me super happy and super confident when I wear them. I believe that shoes also tell a story about the kind of person you are. Feet are our feelings and a good pair of shoes that are well-made, attractive to look at, and comfortable to wear tell the world what you think of yourself all day long.

I might be highly inspired by characters like Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City or Rebecca Bloomwood from Confessions of a Shopaholic but I know I live in the real world. I don’t have 100s of pairs of Jimmy Choos or Manolo-Blahniks. Neither will I buy the latest issue of Vogue instead of buying dinner, max out my credit card while shopping or become a shoe lady. But I just love shoes.

I have to tell you a funny incident regarding my shoes. A while ago I was lunching with my friend in a café. That day I was wearing my favourite suede shoes as there was no sign of rain when I left home.

But while we were having lunch, it started to rain cats and dogs. We waited for a while for the rain to stop but it didn’t let up and there was no sign that it was going to stop anytime soon. We were less than 10 minutes away from work and we were getting late so we decided to run from the café to work.

Instead of saving myself from getting wet, I took my jacket out and put it on my head to save my hair and took off my shoes and hide it under the jacket. Then we both ran all the way to work. I was really hoping that no one I knew would recognise me in the street. It was quite embarrassing to run shoeless on the streets but my brand new shoes were made out of suede. If they got wet, I was not sure what would happen to them. When I finally got to the office, my dress was wet but my shoes were dry, not a drop of water on them. I was really happy with myself.

If you really want to start a shoes collection just remember quality over quantity. A quality shoes with quality maintenance should last for years and that is how you build your big shoes collection. As an adult, if you look after your shoes, you can keep them for years.

I am hoping to keep adding new and lovely shoes to my collection and one day will have this lovely collection which I can pass on to my daughter.

If you have watched the movie Sex and the City and remember the scene where Mr Big takes Carrie to their new penthouse and shows her the new walk-in wardrobe, that’s the moment my heart nearly stopped because that is exactly what I want; a walk-in wardrobe with one whole wall just for my lovely shoes.

 I hope one day my dream will come true.

Till then – “If the shoe fits… buy it in every colour.”

P.S: I wrote this article few months ago when I had no idea that I will own my walk in wardrobe soon 🙂

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Our Story : Meeting the Parents – Part 13

This is a continuation of my previous post. Please read the previous posts here, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 ,Part 8 ,Part 9 , Part 10 , Part 11 and Part 12.

Once we left the café, we headed towards my home. I told AS not to worry at all as my parents were very cool but I knew that AS and I both were bit nervous. I kind of knew my parents will like him but at the same time I wanted them to love him as well.

It was as a huge milestone in our relationship and it was exciting and promising. After all, it indicated to me that AS felt positive about the future of our relationship together. I knew that it had not been very long ago that we started our relationship but we didn’t have lots of time as both of us were leaving the country in a month’s time.

When we reached home, dad was busy with someone downstairs and mum was in the kitchen, I asked him to wait for them in our living room and went to the kitchen to fetch my mother. Both my parents are not very talkative people so I was a bit worried how the meeting would be.

My mum came to the room and I introduced them. He did Namaste and then they talked for a few minutes. Then my dad arrived as well and my mum left to go to the kitchen as there was a feast being readied for AS. My dad and AS seemed to be getting on well so I was relived. You always want your parents to like your partner as it makes it easy for you to deal with both of them. As I saw AS was comfortable with my dad , I left them for a moment to go to the kitchen and see what my mum was up to.

When I got to the kitchen I saw that she was busy preparing lunch. I told her that we are very full and there is no need for lunch, may be just tea and snacks but she said that it was AS’s first visit so he has to eat some nice food. I knew I was not going to win in this instance so I just gave in.

I asked my mum how she liked AS and she told me that he looked like a nice guy. I took the tea and some snack with me to serve AS and my dad. By then I am sure both of them were feeling comfortable with each other.

AS ate some snacks and had his tea. Then my mum told everyone that lunch was ready so we went upstairs to eat. I couldn’t believe that my mum cooked so many different dishes and AS’s plate seemed to have heaps of every one of them. I felt a bit sorry for AS as I knew both of us were full form our lunch together. So I went and tried to take some things off his plate but my mum caught me in the act and didn’t let me.

My dad and AS sat down for lunch but I decline to eat. My tummy had no room for food and I was bit nervous as well.

To my surprise by the end of lunch AS had finished every item on his plate. And no wonder my mum was so pleased. He even praised my mum’s cooking. But it was not over yet. My mum also served some sweets and knowing AS and his love for sweets, he ate them too.

After lunch, AS stayed for a while and then he had to leave as he had plans at home for the evening. I told him I was sorry that he had to eat so much but he said that he loved it and enjoyed his meal. I accompanied him till the gate of our house and then came back upstairs to hear what my parents thought.

Both my parents were extremely pleased with him and my mum was super happy that her future “jwain” (son in law) was so easy to feed unlike me and my brother. They told me to that they were happy with my choice.

I was over the moon when I heard that as I really wanted my family’s approval to take our relation further. That night I slept well but the next day was a different story.

The next morning I woke up, had breakfast and got ready to meet AS’s parents.

I never knew that meeting your partner’s parents could also be so intimidating.  I was wondering what was in store for the future of your relationship together if his parents didn’t like me.  I had so many conflicting thoughts and emotions that were running through my mind. But I tried to put all negative thoughts behind me and started concentrating on the day.

I know first impressions are often lasting impressions, and I absolutely wanted to dress to impress his parents on the big day of introduction. I wanted to look attractive, presentable, and fashionable so I put on my best Kurta suruwal, did my makeup and hair and waited for AS to pick me up. The plan was to meet his parents and then we would leave to do some shopping in the city. I was really scared to spend a very long time with them in case I stuffed things up. It had sounded like a good idea at the time we had decided to meet each other’s parents but in real life most plans don’t work out as expected so I was a little bit nervous.

When I reached AS’s place, I met his mum and dad. Both or his brothers were not home. Both my future in laws made me feel at ease and talked to me as if they had known me forever but I was nervous in answering them. They asked me some basic questions about where I work or what I studied and what are my plans for the future. AS’s mum talked most of the time while his dad listened and made some comments in between. From time to time, I looked at AS when answering question but he was just there smiling at me. I really wanted things to go well that day. While we were talking, suddenly they had some unexpected visitor, AS’s uncle (his dad’s elder brother) and aunt.

I was now more nervous about what to do and say as it was not in our plan. AS’s mum introduced me to them and they started talking to me too. As they had some other plans, they didn’t stay long.

After they left AS’s mum asked me to stay for lunch (morning Bhat dal). I told her that I am full from breakfast but she said that she was not letting me go without eating something as it was my first time to their home. Seriously every mum seemed to have the same agenda, to feed everyone that they can get their hands on. It was sweet of her but it was not going to be an easy time for me.

First of all, I was full from breakfast and second of all I didn’t prefer eating dal bhat in the morning. But I sat down with AS and his dad while mum served us food. The food was yummy but it took a long time to finish what I had on my plate. AS’s mum wanted me to eat more but I kindly refused. I was just glad when I finished what I had on my plate. I really didn’t want to be rude and not finish my meal.

Finally once we finished, AS got ready and we left. I said my good byes and we were off to the city.

Once we were on our own, I asked how he thought I was. He said I looked so nervous that he felt it was funny. I am a talkative person but I lost all my words when I was in his house.

Later AS told me that his parents were happy to meet me and wanted to meet my parents next.

So after a few days, our parents talked on the phone and decided to meet. AS’s parents came over to our place for dinner. We made sure many varieties were prepared and they had a great time with my parents.

After the meeting, both of us were happy as we had taken the next step in our relationship.

We thought the tough time had passed but there was more to come. I will tell you next time. Till then take care.

Please share your Meeting the Parents story. Were you scared?

XOXO

M from nepaliaustralian

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