Mango lassi is one of my favorite drinks. It’s best in the summer time, but I could honestly drink it all day, everyday. Lassi is a south Asian drink that originated in Punjab and has many variations. Generally it’s made with milk and yogurt, but my favorite is with mango. I’ve also found that it can consist of several ingredients like honey and sugar and salt, but the kind I make doesn’t take very long and has fewer ingredients. You could even add saffron and almonds, but I don’t think that’s necessary. It tastes amazing!
First start out with getting mangoes or mango pulp whichever one you have greater access to is fine. If you have mangoes use about 3-4 sliced up (I generally don’t measure, just to taste). For this I used about a half or even a quarter of container of mango pulp. Add milk and yogurt and mango to a blender. Again, for the milk and yogurt it’s really to taste but a few tablespoons of yogurt and about half a cup of milk should do it. Also take 3 cardomom pods and add the seeds to the blender and then blend it all for five minutes. You can also check after you’ve blended it to see if you need more milk or yogurt. For me, it definitely depends on taste. Add ice to crush in the blender as well. You can also add water to make it not as thick. This is a quick and easy drink that is delicious! There’s nothing else that needs to be added. There is no sugar necessary!
More sandwich ideas are to come. Even though I’m obsessed with fried food, I may throw in the occasional healthy option. For example wheat bread is better for you than white. I’ve also put olive oil mayo instead of regular mayo because it said it had 50% less fat. Let’s see how it tastes on this sandwich with cheese & slices of chicken or turkey whichever is preferred. This is a good light lunch.
This is just something I came up with a while back. I’ll soon be posting a part 2.
Sure, you think you know about the potential issues people with disabilities face. And maybe you know a little about mobility or accessibility issues. But you probably don’t realize even a fraction of the issues people with disabilities, whether hidden or visible, face on a regular basis.
People living with disabilities – whether hidden or visible – have hopes, dreams and frustrations just like everyone else. There are many struggles people with visible and hidden disabilities go through. I don’t claim to know every single thing everyone with a disability experiences, but these are a few I know inside and out.
10. Pretty much everything in the workplace.
Every school or job setting is supposed to be handicap accessible. Like, legally. It’s not just a nice-to-have, so get it together.
Oh, and just because someone is disabled, doesn’t mean he or she can’t do the job better than other candidates. Hello! It’s called the ADA. Learn your legislation.
9. The many joys of traveling.
Going through airport security is such fun! Add waiting for imaginary help to arrive, and trying to dealing with disabilities while pushing down a crippling fear of flying…such hella fun, indeed.
8. Feeling like you’re being ignored.
If a person is physically disabled, it doesn’t mean they’re also deaf. Chances are they can hear you loud and clear.
And if they are deaf – don’t act as if they can’t understand what’s going on.
7. Feeling like you’re slowing people down.
Yes, I can move faster than you if I wanted to. Why don’t you try keeping up? Which brings me to my next point.
6. Being mistaken for physically incapable rather than just lazy.
It’s not that I can’t get up…sometimes I just don’t want to.
5. Being teased and taunted.
This is a serious issue for people of all ages who have disabilities, whether they are visible or not. Everyone deserves to be treated with kindness and respect. Period.
Not only is it frustrating, but it’s hurtful. Don’t be a bully.
4. People who think they know how it feels.
If someone without a disability says something like “I know it must be hard” or “I know what it’s like”…chances are they don’t. Don’t be patronizing. And Yes, Ben & Tom-especially Tom- will periodically appear in quite a few of my posts.
3. People are way too easily impressed.
Just because a person is capable of driving a car or checking their mail doesn’t mean they’re an inspiration to humanity. Seriously. Rethink your condescending standards.
2. Contradictory stereotypes at every turn.
Societies seem to have a set view on people with disabilities: either that they can’t do anything, or everything they do is some sort of inspiration. That gets old, and confusing, fast.
1. Relationships are tricky.
My friends treat me like everyone else, so much so that they barely even notice my disability sometimes for which I am very grateful. But while they can see me for who I am, in certain cultures, potential spouses or even their parents can’t get past that barrier, let alone feel up to traversing these challenges with you.
So I basically made a heart attack on a plate the other day. It was probably super bad for you, but tasted oh so good. I basically made an omelette with the same spices I used for scrambled eggs, but I cut in half. I then fried slices of turkey bacon and hash browns. I put one piece of the omelet on a piece of bread and then topped that with hash browns and turkey bacon and a slice of cheese. You can use one piece of bread or two to make it a whole sandwich or just a piece of toast. Also, add pico de gallo. I didn’t add it that time, but I want to because it’ll make it amazing. Melt the cheese a little bit, but not too much. The other piece of omelet can be on the side with extra hash browns. This can honestly be made into two meals for people who like or dislike bread in their breakfast. It can also be served with or without turkey bacon. Here’s a pic without the pico de gallo. I will post more pics of food masterpieces later. The pico de gallo should be on top of the turkey bacon or hash browns. If it’s any consolation, turkey bacon I’ve heard is better for you than regular bacon besides the fact that I can’t eat regular bacon anyway, turkey bacon looks like it has less fat. So it was Sort of healthy 😛 haha
I’ve decided I want to come up with an American Halal restaurant. I haven’t decided what it’s going to be called and nor have I entirely decided on the menu. The problem is I just make what I’m craving at that moment. The idea sprung up with my latest obsession with turkey bacon. Turkey bacon is basically the best thing in the world on any type of food. I decided there needs to be an American Halal restaurant because all the Halal restaurants I’ve ever been to my entire life have only ever been either Middle Eastern or Desi. Honestly if you want to bring people together in this country, food is the way to do it. Besides, I’ve had a HUGE pet peeve when it comes to food. I’ve heard people say they like “Islamic food”. Well, what exactly is Islamic food? For me it’s food that simply is halal (or zabiha if you keep zabiha-that’s a whole other discussion) and doesn’t have any pork or alcohol in it. A pizza can be Islamic food as long as it meets that criteria. Islamic Food DOES NOT have to strictly only be Middle Eastern or Desi food. That’s one of the main reasons I want to have turkey bacon in my imaginary restaurant. I also want it so that I can have a place to eat and not have to worry about what has pork and what doesn’t. So far I’ve started with breakfasts. I’m thinking I will post a series of blogs for breakfast, lunch and dinner ideas and maybe even holiday ideas. These foods will be only slightly spicey to combine a sort of Desi flavor with American foods, just so I can add the fusion and some dishes may not. I haven’t decided. I’m also obsessed with all things deep fried. I Really want deep fried food. Besides the fried food, to make myself feel slightly better turkey bacon is better for you anyway because it has less fat so not only would I get the halal factor, it can be for anyone if they choose the less fatty option. Fried food is only an option, but a good one in my opinion. 😛
First breakfast recipe will be posted here:
Beat 2 eggs and add green onions, green chilies that are smashed up super tiny, salt & pepper and a series of other spices. I used this Garlic and Herb spice and a little bit of red chili powder if I want. It really just depends right now. You can add various spices like you don’t really need red chili powder. Garlic and Herb should do it or just Garlic Powder-anything Garlic is amazing. Put that aside.
Take turkey bacon slices and cut them into bits or if you can find turkey bacon bits use those and fry those.
Then add hash browns to that mix and fry that and then add the eggs and some cheese. Fry it all together, not separately and it is DELICIOUS. Mix it all together so the eggs get scrambled.
You can also turn that into an omelette if you want. I have found that cooking it all together is better than frying eggs and hash browns separately because it gets cold. I don’t add milk or anything to the eggs.
So I watched a movie called, “The Physician” with my sister a while back. It’s loosely based off the story of Ibn Sina. For anyone who is not aware, Ibn Sina was a great scientist of Islamic History. Yes, I said it, great scientist of Islamic History. People from all over came to study from him as well as many other scientists and philosophers of the Age. I could honestly write a book on forgotten Islamic History if I tried.
As I watched the film that’s all I thought about. I kept thinking to myself if people would just study the scientists and philosophers of Islamic History, the world could be a better place. These topics have been taken for granted. I want to write a story about a girl who time travels to the time of the Islamic scholars and learns from them, particularly the female ones. There’s much that can be learned if it’s just remembered.
Take this picture for example. This is the main scene that struck out in the entire movie for me. This shows a Muslim teacher with his Christian and Jewish pupils working together to save a life. In the world we live in today, this message means a lot. Given recent events in the news, Muslims have already stressed enough that the actions of a few don’t determine the whole and quite frankly I’m sick of making that announcement. All I will say is that at one point Muslims, Christians and Jews learned together and it’s time they all remembered their history. It’s time for people to look into the good in the world. Even the other day I saw a video about this fire fighter in Pakistan that teaches poor Muslim and Christian kids in a park. These are the types of people we need to look to for a proper example about how humanity should treat one another.
It’s been several months since my last blog post. That in itself is somewhat of a confession. It’s hard enough getting out of bed some days, let alone writing. In these past several months I’ve come up with topics to write about, I just haven’t done it. This blog is almost like a diary. This is pretty much me trying to find things that make me happy. They say that traveling can make a person happy and if they go places they just end up back where they started. Often times people go and return to where they started, but is it really where they started if they have a new outlook on life? This reminds me of a movie I watched recently with Simon Pegg called, “Hector and the Search for Happiness”. He goes through several places whereby also going through stages in his life trying to find the meaning of happiness. Two points that he made that I remember in particular are avoiding unhappiness is not the road to happiness, or something to that affect, and listening is loving.
I think people have to go through a period of unhappiness to get to happiness. It can’t just happen. That’s kind of what it said in the movie. This is how our experiences shape who we become. Even if it can get depressing at times. This is me trying to figure out my place in the world. I’ve always thought I would do something great like some sort of work for the UN helping displaced peoples, but instead I’m stuck at home because people think I can’t handle taking care of myself. I try to tell myself that if I write, it will get better, but I’m not always so sure. What I really want to do is work for this organization that specializes in helping kids with disabilities from foreign countries. I know for the fact I have the qualifications for it, only it’s thousands of miles away. Therein comes the listening part. I honestly feel like there are two kinds of people in my life: those that make me do so much, acting like I don’t have a disability to the point where I’m treated like a slave and those that don’t let me do anything at all to the point where I feel like I’m treated as though I’m physically incapable of doing anything. Maybe the key to happiness is not listening, but observing. Observing leads to accepting. At this point I’m being required to just settle in a place where I am. I’ve been told to think of it as a blessing. That’s easier said than done.
I found out that the organization I wanna work for has a job opening, but as usual I’m too afraid to apply. I’m afraid that I’ll apply and get it and then not be able to go. If I could get this job, my life would be complete. I would be on my way to saving the world. Part of traveling is trying to figure out who you are and where your place in this world is. Not many people I know contemplate what their destiny is. This is quite unfortunate for people my age. Mainly for me because that means people to talk to about my lack of a job because I’m too stubborn to apply for anything else-are seriously out of my reach.
The point of writing is to immerse yourself in a world that’s not your reality. Or at least that’s how I see writing. I could come up with a pretty kick-ass story about a girl who time travels. If I just finish my degree I can have more time for story writing. I’ve decided I should probably start with short stories rather than a novel. I’ve decided that Jane Austin is one of my influences. She wrote about happy endings even if she didn’t have one. I really don’t even want to announce my writing ideas to any one for fear of them getting shut down. At this point I want to use my writing to fix the world as well as create a world for myself that I can live in.
I have figured out that it’s actually difficult coming up with stuff to write on your own. The other day I watched the movie “The Grand Budapest Hotel”. Granted, I watched the movie because of my obsession with Adrian Brody and not because I would come up with something philosophical to say about the movie itself, but I did think of something.
One of the characters pointed out that writers can’t just come up with stories to write on their own. The character said,
“It is an extremely common mistake. People think the writer’s imagination is always at work, that he’s constantly inventing an endless supply of incidents and episodes; that he simply dreams up his stories out of thin air. In point of fact, the opposite is true. Once the public knows you’re a writer, they bring the characters and events to you. And as long as you maintain your ability to look, and to carefully listen, these stories will continue to…seek you out, uh, over your lifetime. To him, who has often told the tales of others, many tales will be told.”
This is an excellent example of a writer having writer’s block. Something I can totally relate to. I, however, don’t tell the tales of others. What I would like to do is tell my own tale, the problem is I don’t know how. I can’t figure out the most appropriate way to do so. I would like for characters to be brought to me, fictional ones related to real events. This way, people can have lessons from my writing even if it’s fictional. Occasionally my writing might seem biographical. At least I can come up with philosophical things to say from movies. That could very well be my outlet for finding a character to write about. I’ve often thought about script writing. That’s kind of what the character was getting at in my opinion. Through script writing one tells the tales of others. Of course I haven’t done that yet, but it’s just a thought. An outlet for my ever growing imagination regarding everything I have wanted to say but couldn’t until this point.
So today was a rather interesting day. Lately I tend to have ups and downs in my days, more downs than ups. Today was an unusual up. I contemplated a lot today. First, my day started out by being dragged to the grocery store to run errands because well, I’m a grown-up and apparently I have to do grown-up things rather than sleep all day. As I was leaving the grocery store, I happen to spot two monks in orange attire. I figured out they were monks because I’m smart like that and can spot religious attire when I see it. These monks happened to be minding their own business doing whatever they needed to do at the grocery store and everyone else around them were also minding their own business. It made me wonder that if monks can go to a grocery store without being accosted for who they are, so should Muslims. I’m a complete believer in the fact that everyone should be allowed to wear whatever they want and do whatever they want whenever they want. Unfortunately, that’s not always the case.
I, along with everyone else, have read so many things in the news that it’s getting old and tiring very fast. I’ve read several differences in opinions. The support for Muslim rights on social media has been overwhelming. For this, I am grateful.
Today I also went out to dinner with my parents because my dad wanted to have an early birthday dinner for me. Before the dinner we said a prayer, akin to saying Grace before eating. We don’t usually do this, especially in public. Given the timing of the current climate that also got me to thinking about being able to do what we want in public. I think my dad really just wanted to say the prayer because it was celebrating my birthday. Ever since the dinner I’ve been thinking about where I am and where I want to be and how it’s affecting me at this age. Birthdays kind of make people reflect on where they are in life and I’m no exception. I really hope the current climate gets better and we can feel safe to say prayers in public before dinner.
In reflecting on where I am I’ve had to contemplate where I want to work a lot. Ultimately, I’ve always wanted to live overseas. This could very well happen in the near future. I just need to get my act together. At this age, you’d think I’d have my act together, but I don’t. Part of me wants to tell myself that’s OK. I mean, Who Has their live together at 29? The key is taking baby steps. For one thing, I have come to the realization that I need to start being more grateful for my surroundings whether it’s having an expensive dinner with my parents or anything else. If I start being grateful again, I’ll be able to accomplish what I need to and that’s all that matters at this point.
The problem with visiting places whilst being The Doctor is that some things are set, they are fixed points in time and can not be changed. Unless you’re Moffat and decide to bring Clara back from the dead with no pulse. However, I bet I could come up with a top 10 list of my own regardless of what Moffat says, I’m going to pretend like there is no such thing as a fixed point and I can change and do whatever the hell I want. Ok so I came up with 7, not 10 because I can’t think of anymore.
7. Ancient Egypt-Just because it would be fun and The Doctor is only ever in and out of Cardiff and probably Glassglow lol.
6. Pakistan-long before the partian just because I want to actually see history in the making. I may even have to get involved and put in my own opinions on the matter. Thereby changing the future too. Also, I’d love to see a Tardis in the motherland.
5. Four years ago-so I can kick my own butt into finishing my work.
4. A bunch of wars-because I would try to stop them, because I’m the Doctor ok, I can do that single handed.
3. I’d stop by all the civilizations that the Prophets came from and witness their lives first hand.
2. Around 600 AD in the Middle East so I could witness the birth of the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) and I’d stick around just so I could witness the entire civilization that followed later.
1. Two years ago-so I can save those I care about.