September 29, 2012

Lil' Monkey




















Most of us are inherently fond of little children.  They carry with them love and warmth.  They bring about joy, cheer, hope and a future worth looking forward to.  The birth of a child brings about many things: new beginnings, new found appreciation for our parents, belief in a higher power, the virtue of patience and the vulnerability that we don't control everything after all.  In addition to some of life's greatest lessons, a child teaches us many simple things.... 

A child teaches us to love without prejudice, to forgive without seeking vengeance, to overlook imperfections, to find blissful joy in a sandbox and to enjoy life without peer pressures and ego-hassles.  Cognitively speaking their cranial neurons have not formed enough connections to recognize stress, fear competition or prepare for achieving perfection.  As such they can giggle and laugh and 'monkey' around without a care in the world.  Over the years as the burden of responsibility, social competition or financial goals hit our lives we tend to lose that carefree attitude but somewhere somehow that little monkey never dies from our heart and soul.  This is perhaps why people tend to act inappropriately under toxication or extreme power. Scientific terms call it 'amygdala hijack'. 

Whatever be the neurological reason behind our actions/words, I still believe that in order to stay young we must keep that lil' monkey alive in us.  Every so often (be it on vacation or when we are not prone to causing harm onto others) we ought to let the child in us come out and enjoy life without a care in the world; we ought to skip and jump and add vigour back to our otherwise serious routine of life. Go ahead, run barefeet in the grass, bike to your nearest park and lay under the tree with the sun shining through, float a few paper boats in the nearest puddle or wade through a stream of cold, clear water.  I guarantee you that the lil' monkey in your heart will thank you for it.

An eggless chocolate cake with chocolate mousse filling was draped in antique white fondant to grace this baby shower occasion.  Atop the cake sat a completely edible little monkey in an all edible crib (sans the ribbons). Welcome little one to your special family...

 

Baby in Pink




















A baby shower gift for someone dear (with a little help from a commercial bakery).  Chocolate cake with chocolate mousse, white buttercream frosting and handmade fondant decor.

September 23, 2012

Holiday Cookies



















The title of the post is probably a bit premature...given that most of the celebrations and festivals are yet to come.  But what do you do when after a nice, long vacation you are thrown back in the fire and heat of work, school and all aspects of responsibilities?  You crave for something that gives you the feeling of lasting comfort even if it's at the cost of enormous guilt.  To beat post vacation blues in my home I came up with a twist on the raspberry jam bars...metamorphosed the same recipe into cookies this time.  Sweet, chewy and slightly tart in taste  these cookies were paired with a glass of cold milk to give everyone a smile and some energy to 'conquer the world'.

At this point, as the Monday blues hit home on an otherwise relaxing Sunday evening, I feel the need for a mood lifting potion myself.  Inertia as defined in the physics text books is indeed a dangerous thing.  When I am on the go, there is no stopping, no resting and no pausing.  One break from the crazy pace and I feel derailed.  It feels like I have to climb Mt. Everest all over again to get back into the swing of things.  Does anyone else feel that way?  Does that mean long trips and holidays spent in distant lands are bad for folks like me?  

Naah...it may feel awful to work hard again, but long holidays to yonder lands are wonderful because they help you reconnect with many things in life: 
1. Your health
2. Your family
3. Your friends and relatives
4. Your roots and above all
5. Your heart and soul...

I shall strive to take more breaks and not fear the pace.  I shall strive to work with a smile and laugh while I play, for there's always a sweet thing or two that is around to glue the gaps between.