Without music, my life would continue, but there would be a noticeable void. Music brings a unique comfort that fills the quiet moments, lifting my mood and easing my mind when I need it most. It’s more than just sound; it’s a form of expression and a source of solace that I would deeply miss. While life would undoubtedly go on, it would feel less vibrant and comforting without the familiar rhythms and melodies that have always been there to accompany me.
My way of celebrating holidays has remained unchanged over the years: spending them quietly at home with family. After spending much of my life travelingjourneys that took me across the length and breadth of the country, staying in everything from luxury hotels to humble lodgings, and dining with people from all walks of lifeI now relish the peace and quiet of home. I work from home and maintain the same working hours every day. Thankfully, my wife shares some of my habits. She is happiest when curled up with a good novel. On holidays the kitchen is also given some time off. Unless she has a sudden spurt of inspiration and wants to cook up something special, but that is only if our son is at home. Our son, a Chartered Accountant, works at an organization where time off is a rarity. On holidays, he’s often working remotely, and on… My way of celebrating holidays
My saga of epic cooking fails stretches back a couple of decades. Back then, I was a bachelor stationed at a remote post in the Himalayas, unskilled in the ways of the kitchen. Among the five-member staff was a cooka boy still in his late teenswho knew as little about cooking as I did. I never insisted he learn, leaving the daunting task of feeding myself squarely in my hands. The kitchen was sparsely equipped, and my first attempt at cooking was to make rice in a pressure cooker. What could go wrong, right? Turns out, a lot. There’s a simple way to measure how much water to add when cooking rice: for pricier brands like Basmati, it’s one inch of water above the rice level; for cheaper local varieties, double that. I had no clue about these ratios back then. The result? A near disasterthe cooker almost exploded, and… My saga of epic cooking fails