Beera

Food is something we all enjoy, irrespective of our different choices and favourites. Everyone prefers different kinds of food, and our tastes often vary from person to person. Sometimes, food is deeply connected with memories, a craving can suddenly crawl out from a hidden corner of our mind and linger until the flavour once again dances on our taste buds. I recently missed the Chennai biryani I used to eat while staying on campus. The memory came rushing back while I was talking to my brother. Soon after, I found myself searching for biryani recipes online. There were so many cooking videos that choosing one became difficult, mostly because, apart from the craving, I didn’t really have the motivation to cook. Today, since my mom was also at home and wanted to taste the biryani, I finally decided to make it. The beginning was a bit chaotic and messy, but I eventually managed to get all the ingredients right. Here’s how I made it: First, I sliced some onions and tomatoes. I heated ...

  An evening walk is always refreshing, so today, after a long time, I decided to take a short walk in the nearby park, which sounds quite fancy for a lazy person like me. It was a bit late, and winter was approaching, so the sky darkened faster than usual, leaving the park almost empty before eight. Before stepping out, I was in a bit of a dilemma, half-hearted and unsure, but eventually, I made up my mind and went for a walk. The park was nearly deserted, and the cool breeze felt completely opposite to the warmth of my cosy home. The first few minutes were fine, but the silence soon felt overwhelming, so I decided to listen to The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. The story was so engaging that it helped me keep my mind off unwanted thoughts. After a while, my eyes began to wander. I noticed how unusually bright the park looked despite having only two streetlights. Usually, only parts of it are dimly lit, but tonight it seemed brighter, perhaps because many houses still hadn’t taken...

 Diwali, the festival of lights, is one of those days when the entire city seems to come alive. Every street glows with a thousand colors, every home radiates warmth, and every heart feels a little lighter. As I look outside tonight, the streets shimmer with diyas and fairy lights, each one adding to the grand mosaic of brightness that defines this day. It’s as though the darkness itself has stepped back to let light take over. Yet, beneath this radiant celebration, the world feels different to each of us. From my home, which faces an open ground, I can hear the laughter of children as they burst crackers under the watchful eyes of their parents. Their joy echoes through the night innocent, pure, and contagious. It’s heartwarming to hear their giggles rise above the noise of fireworks. Moments like these remind me what festivals are truly about togetherness and joy shared among loved ones. Yesterday evening, on my way to the shop, I noticed how Diwali transforms even the most ord...

 We all love fruits as they’re healthy, refreshing, and exciting. However, not everyone might agree, as the taste of fast food seems to dance on their tongues, almost erasing the flavour of something fresh and natural. Many of us haven’t even tried the wide variety of fruits that exist, each unique in shape, colour, and taste. It’s fascinating to see so many types of fruits online that we’ve never seen or even heard of in real life. These exotic fruits spark curiosity and make us want to try them at least once. Since they’re not as common as bananas, oranges, or apples, they’re often quite expensive. Dragon fruit , just like its name, is a fascinating fruit. I had always heard about it and wanted to try it. The first time I tasted it was during a trip to Kerala . We visited a mall where fruits were neatly cut and arranged, and customers could choose the ones they wanted. I picked dragon fruit along with red and green apples , papaya , and watermelon . I didn’t like the green app...

Today, my trip to college was quite different from usual. The morning started off poorly, but I managed to make it better as the day went on. Since I didn’t have to leave early, I started a bit late, and the roads were already crowded. The sun was out, but the heat wasn’t as intense as it usually is. When I boarded the vehicle, it was packed with people pushing through, even though there was barely any space. I got stuck in the middle, unable to move. After a few stops, I finally found a spot where I could stand properly and breathe. After some time, I began to feel uneasy. It was getting difficult to breathe in that cramped, closed space. I wanted to get out, but I was stuck on both sides and couldn’t move. Since only two or three stops were left, I asked one of the ladies sitting nearby if she could let me sit for a while, as I wasn’t feeling well. At first, she seemed hesitant, probably thinking I was making an excuse, but when I asked again, she kindly offered me her seat. As soon ...

  Dear friends, Today, I would like to share my day, which was both tiring and lively after a long time, as I met many familiar faces and discovered new sides to them. To put it simply, I attended the engagement ceremony of a lovely couple who will soon begin their journey together in marriage. But this story isn’t only about the couple, it’s also about the people around them, the joy that filled the place, and the little details that made the day memorable. The day began as usual, though the sky was a bit gloomy, quite the opposite of the couple’s bright and cheerful mood. We left home a little late since it had been raining in the morning. To avoid getting stuck in traffic, we decided to take the metro instead. Being the first working day of the week, the roads were busier than usual, and the rain made it even worse. The metro, however, was relatively empty when we boarded, so we managed to find seats. Our destination was the last stop, so I spent the time listening to music. A...

The joy of soul, jumping all around, so full of excitement, for the moment at hand. The day began differently dull, lazy, lifeless, But everything changed Once I found the right place. Music surrounding, claps in rhythm, feet gently tapping to the beat within. It isn’t my joy alone, but the people’s delight, their happiness reflected, shining on every side. How long will this joy last? Is it fleeting, or forever? Time will reveal the truth, the answer to our wonder. And the answer feels sweet, like ice cream after a meal filling not just the stomach, but the soul as well.                                                  _ Beera