Khaate Peete Log

5 Jan

Call it age or habit or convenience or the laziness to change or the love of familiarity or the way I’ve been brought up; that the manner in which certain things must be done and the appropriateness of times during which xyz need to be done have become increasingly rigid over the years. There’s a certain time to get up by (beyond which you automatically start sensing the sleep headache activate), a certain routine of things to be done as soon as you get up… there’s a specific time during which an afternoon nap can be taken (during the rare occasion which really demands that an afternoon nap be taken in the first place) and what time to rise from this (unforeseen) nap – that risky moment which teeters delicately between you waking up fresh (while the sun is still around) and you waking up groggy and perhaps irritable (post the sun’s setting) which just undoes the aim of a perfect siesta. There’s an order, a pattern, a way and a drill for everything – all of which is automatic in nature and fits perfectly in place with everything.

Therefore it is in this context that the idea of bringing out a blanket at this hour in the day is almost astounding and ghastly to my mind which is tuned (by default) to use a blanket only at night, when it permits both my body and itself to welcome the contraption with an embrace that is heart-warming and most awaited. The weather app has been lying to us all, or so it is a conspiracy I (firmly) believe. It certainly doesn’t feel like anything above the 20s as the app has been showing us the past few days… the introduction of the blanket even before siesta time and despite fleece pyjamas, hoodies and woollen socks, is certain of that fact. The sun has decided to start a bit slow this year or at least in this side of the country; a phenomenon that is most discomforting in nature.

Drinking copious amounts of dip tea, because that’s the closest and fastest antidote against the cold that presently is, is another new addition to the many deviations my mind isn’t used to dealing with but must adjust to, at the earliest. Come a decent hour and motivation, though food is motivation enough, venturing towards more warming and comforting breakfasts/meals to pre-empt the nasty grip of this weather is fast becoming a practice – a side I see more as evolutionary than one stemming from the desire to steer clear of the ordinary and mundane.

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It’s an exciting time at the kitchen front because whilst these dishes are seldom fancy or time-consuming, they’re divergent in the use of our regulars and staples. The chance to utilize an ingredient’s versatility has never been more thrilling; more welcoming. Be it an impromptu shakshuka (made with tomatoes and eggs) to a fuss-free English chicken and vegetable stew (with a market of vegetables and goodness in there), who’s to say this isn’t rewarding?

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It makes the weather a little less daunting and the idea of getting our daily nutritional fix a little less intimidating and boring. Besides, it’s all about enjoying what you’re eating without making much of a task off it. It’s that sort of gratification which is synonymous with warmth, love, comfort and that exciting zing; all in one. This learning has so many doors to open and explore, so many to walk through and become aware of.

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I think the tag we have of being the khaate peete log (the folks who love to eat and drink), as we’re known to be, holds more weight than we think it bestows on us. And in good measure, because when everything else looks too stressful or difficult to deal with (the weather included), there’s really nothing like the welcoming warmth of some hot chocolate or a hot cup of tea and cake. And that’s one less deviation for my mind to deal with, because we’ve always been the khaate peete log and hopefully will continue to be.

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