When I start this story itself , am started laughing coz of the exp. I had with
Rajma. even some my friends mailing me and asking for that story … So …
From school days I used to know some “ma” s … thema..pulima … (tamil literature)
When my kannada roomie asked “do u like rajma” … I was wondering … thousands questions
in my mind … watz rajma … kannada literature ?… if so .. whatz there to like it ?
am confused..so replied him .. “watz Rajma?” ..he given me a sarcastic look …
“how many years ur in blr?” …”2 years approximately” …”still u donno rajma?”
…”Am sorry is it like important concept polymorphism in OOPS, rajma-karnataka”..
“rajkumar-karnataka” ok …. “rajma-karnataka”? I was interested …
“Tell me my frnd watz that rajma”… “Itz a kind of beans(red beans?)” … 😦
“Am special in making rajma..it simple, but b4 cooking u need soak for 8 hours…”
So I need to wait for 1 day to taste the Rajma …waited ..waited ..waited..
the day came..actually kitchen in our house is small .. if two person want to stand
their u r head will hide another persons vision …so I was given full freedom
to my roomie to cook rajma ..with a gr8 confidence in him… I was watching some
junk serials in TV…after some time..mustard blasting …
masala smell…some vessels sound…water bioling sounds… my eagerness is going high
…after 30 min…I can see the acheivement in my roomie face…but in a corner
a small guilyness also …I was asking “howz rajma came?” …”Yup! fine but I made
some extra amount … ” ….”let me c” …. I never saw my cooker filled with
this much of food ever !!! He was smiling and “We wil keep for tommorow also”
and I heard it as “for 2 weeks also” …. 😉
Am normally have different taste in food ..wt ever dhal u put .. which is not mixed
in food ..i wl separate them and eat the sambar … (starnge huh ??!!)
But that day my taste andstyle differed … I can separate … properly saying …
If I do so finally I need to eat white rice…:(
So I mixed with rice … with gr8 expectation (as I told in previous paras) ..
I started eating … taste was .1 less than “OK” … somehow I finished .. and given
the comment to my roomie “Yup! well !” (in mind: “Yup! Well I finished it atlast”)
But the problem is the amount he cooked .. So that 4 days went with Rajma ..r..a..j…m..a…week…
after sometime we returned to normal daily routine … suddenly one fine day when I
woked up from my bed …I saw a recolored thing floating in water in a vessel …
I was scared … scared like in my childhood I saw “evil dead” (even with 100 people along)
… but its already written in rajma that one for me ;)… but this time ..cooking is my turn and
the amount of rajma also small… so I made it in my style … atlast watever I Put
it given same taste … but this time I made so much of gravy ..so that I can carefully avoid those
rajma’s … 😉
So … story ends here or not … nope … not so soon … I wil not leave you …
coz rajma dint leave me so soon … the same week my roomie asked a expert who
is telling himself as “Rajma expert” to make rajma for us at the weekend ..s..at the week end ..
friday night..the day came …same rajma…same taste ..same differentiation method I applied …
I finished it …
I never dreamed that this question let me into this much struggle “do u like Rajma” …. sounds like my tamil teacher asking me “thema vilakuga?” (do you know thema means?) … with a long stick
in his hand …;)
Roz kao Rajma ….. ding tong da ding..