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  Serves 6 Ingredients 2 cups kabuli chana 2 big size potato 6 cups water pinch of baking soda 4 tbl spoons desi ghee/clarified butter 1 inch cinnamon stick 2 bay leaves 2 black cardamom 1 star anise 3 cloves 1 tsp cumin seeds 2 large onions 3 large tomatoes 1 tsp ginger garlic paste (ginger 70% + garlic 30%) 3 green chili’s 2 tsp salt 1/2 tsp garam masala 1 and 1/2 tsp coriander powder 1 tsp red chili powder 1 tsp dry ginger powder / saunth` 1/2 tsp carom seeds / ajwain 2 tsp pomegranate seeds powder / anardana 1 tsp dry fenugreek leaves / kasuri methi 1/2 tsp dry mango powder / amchoor Instructions 1) soak the Read more

An Aunthentic legacy recipe of Mutton/Lamb from westbengal, India Prep Time 20 min Cook Time 45 min Total Time 65 min Ingredients 500 gms mutton 4 pista 2 onions 4 small & 2 big cardamom 5-6 coriander leaves 2 piece of fry red ( sukha mirch ) chili 2 tsp salt 5-6 whole black pepper 1 cup chana ½ cup mustard oil 1 boiled egg 4 cloves 1 tsp cumin seed 1 tsp sugar Instructions 1) wash the mutton pieces with water and soak them on kitchen towel, keep aside 2) take a masala grinder and make a powder of following ingredients :- a) 4 pista b) 1 cup chana c) fry red chili d) whole black paper e) cloves Read more

he popular book recommendation website Goodreads has this to say about him,”Published at the age of 23 by Rupa Publications in September 2011, he continues to write fiction stories and philosophical musings on his blog: He quit his investment banking career in 2012 to devote more time to writing. He is currently working on his second novel which he promises to be “fueled with philosophy and at the same time encapsulated in science fiction.” A graduate of Indian Institute of Technology (IIT) Delhi and Indian Institute of Management (IIM) Ahmedabad, Kartik Sharma is passionate about books. Be it reading or writing, he found his one true passion in the written word. Ravi Sharma in his own words:  “I am an Read more

Sunday Bazaar

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sitting by the window.. looking out into the streets.. watching children rushing to school in their uniforms.. i get nostalgic of my school days.. when i used to go to the ‘Sunday bazaar’.. The babbling of a hundred people surround me in this place I understand not a single word Nor identify one face Nuts are roasting in the streets odd spices lure my nose people bark bargains as I walk by Hoping I stop as I go Oriental carpets catch my eye With colors and designs bright A sparkling eye, “A sale young man? ” “I’m sorry, not today.” colorful fruits meat and clothes they are brought to sell But I’m just here to browse Before my ship sets Read more