Tuesday, October 9, 2012

The view from my bedroom window

I always wanted to live in a house with a view. In Guwahati I envied all the people who lived in houses with a view of the mighty river Brahmaputra, but because we live in the family house in Uzan Bazar, I  had to be content with a view of the greenery and trees outside our house from the bedroom windows. Alas, that view is fast disappearing as more and more of the older houses (some 'Assam type') are being torn down to make way for not very pretty concrete 'RCC' structures instead. I have now hung bamboo screens on the balcony of the house to block the view of these buildings and to protect my privacy too.

When I came to live with my husband in Doha, I was delighted to find that the bedrooom had one window with a reasonably clear view of the waters of West Bay - beyond the W Hotel, and the pretty Moroccon embassy office a long stretch of almost turquoise blue waters with the posh Al Gussar and St Regis Hotel building and the white pearl shaped dome of the Pearl area visible in the distance. I have stood and stared at that view happily for long spells. The empty plot beside our building was used as a parking lot by office goers and shoppers coming to the neighbourhood.

The view from the window last year
 I returned to Doha this year in July to find to my dismay that construction work has commenced on the empty plot beside us. The plot has been enclosed with barricades and the earthmovers are busy digging up the soil and I now hear the continuous clanging of the cranes through the day and night, as they dig and drive piles for the foundation of the building. I can see that its only a matter of time before my precious view of the bay is blocked by another tall building of Doha's West Bay and only hope that by that time we would have moved on from here. Till then, I am resigned to listening to the banging and clanging sounds of the pile drivers and watching the Indian company, Navayuga Cranes in action as I take my eye fill of the blue waters beyond.



The West Bay area is Doha's new part of town, with lots of fancy skyscraper buildings -  the night skyline looks very pretty as these building have rather unique designs.The architects must have been given a free rein to conjure up these amazing buildings. I hear that most of them are European and many British. But was is interesting is that the construction workers are mostly from South Asia. I guess its cheap labour from India, Pakistan, Nepal etc. Wonder what goes through the workers' minds as they see these wondrous tall buildings come up in front of their hard hats and sweat and toil.... do they feel a sense of pride when they see the finished buildings and say to themselves " I/we built that...." do they think of all the effort and hard labour (it is very hard labour under very difficult working and living conditions!) that they had put into erecting these posh and modern edifices. I have watched them work on other buildings in our neighbourhood. They are bussed in shifts from far away labour camps and they toil round the clock, in the heat and dust digging deep to lay foundations and then constructing floor after floor, hoisting equipment up makeshift elevators and scaffolding, often dangling from cranes and winched up platforms at vertigo-inducing heights as they weld and instal glass windows, frames and chrome fittings and much more. I have watched them take occasional breaks to respond to phone calls ( probably from loved ones far away at home? ), or rest under the scant shade in the searing afternoon heat before they resume their work. I salute them, for indeed it is they who are building the glitzy new cities in the Middle East!

Update as on 1st May 2014
In little under two years the view from my bedroom has been transformed.
The vacant plot that was doubling as a parking lot, has been built up rapidly  and the construction of the building has now reached the 21st floor and is still climbing!
Needless to say, most of the workers who have toiled night and day, through blazing summers and chilly winters to build it are from South Asia!




Thursday, September 20, 2012

Zum Zum Zumba!!!

Have gone and enrolled in Zumba classes lately..... they were on offer at a Spa/Gym facility nearby in my young friend Parul's building (Beverly Towers!!!) in Doha. Was mulling about it for a while.... my friend Munu (Anuradha) Barua's words ring out in my head -" its great fun, even if we look a bit silly jumping around the place, but who cares,  everyone has a blast...."  

Have taken 4 classes so far....and I must say it is nice to shake the legs and arms to the beat of latino music. 

Way back when I used to do aerobics, initially in the 90s, while following the Oz Aerobics team on Star TV, and later at aerobics classes in a gym in Guwahati. I remember that even though I had to will myself to drive across town to the class, I would feel very good after it was over and I had melted into a sweaty puddle.... I quite enjoyed leaping about to the beat of music. Along the way, I had dropped out - the knees began to creak a bit and our instructor (Sir, we called him, as he was a trained PE teacher at Guwahati University) also stopped coming, probaby because of dwindling interest and lack of space to hold the classes.

Zumba class reminds me a little of those days....the music, the group and the instructor are v different. Affiya Gordon, our instructor has an amazing body and a butt that has a life of its own..... she gets us going with a selection of music from her iPad (a far cry from the same old cassette played by Sir in Guwahati)....and before you know it, you are swinging along to the salsa esque beat .....and thinking of Marc Anthony, Jennifer Lopez and the like.....

I did wake up the morning after the first class with a bit of a headache and groaning knees..... probably overdid it and jangled my spine and knees in the process....since then I have been moving at my own pace - albeit a little slower and wobblier than Affiya and many of the younger classmates.... luckily there are a few middle aged women like me in the class - and that gives me the courage and confidence to keep moving.....
I have also realised that I probably have a bit of a problem with eye hand coordination....this is compounded by the fact that I have been leading a pretty sedentary life for the past few years.....and so I have this inertia of motion that prevents me from joining the beat speedily....I find myself waving the wrong arm or shaking the wrong leg and am often sheepishly stopping to correct myself and rejoin the gang on the right beat.... 

I googled Zumba earlier today to learn that this new fitness with fun phenomenon actually happened by accident, when an instructor called Beto forgot his aerobics kit one day and decided to conduct his class using his own personal selection of salsa and merengue music and everyone had such fun that lo and behold 'zumba' was born!

Its become quite the rage and there are all kinds of formal arrangements, trainings etc on offer....I also saw a rather nice video about Zumba called The Biggest Loser, Buddy gets Zumbalicious and this has inspired me to keep on dancing my way to a slimmer me.....although its hard to watch my bulges jiggle in the mirror in front of me as I "....shake my body, do the 'brazil..., salsa, drink the caipirinia, and go to the party....", I think the bulges are getting smaller .....Yay!!!.!!!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Carrot cake and Leek Soup

Hmmm.... finally took the plunge and have decided to start blogging.... Not sure what I will blog about but I guess anything is worth a try?
Have called it random ramblings.... which is what it will be I guess.
Now, let me see.... what shall I ramble about today.... about my attempts at cooking?
I have been curious about Martha Stewart and would watch her programs on telly sometimes. She is quite an amazing woman - but I do have mixed feelings about her - .... her website is quite a mother lode of information about household/housewifey stuff - cooking, sewing, gardening etc. Now that I am here sitting in Doha wondering what to do with myself and often forced to go into this huge kitchen that we have, I find that website very inspirational.
I wish I had access to this kitchen when I first got married and came to Guwahati to set up house.... My dream in those days was to make the perfect roast chicken and back a decent cake!!! I used to turn the pages of this wonderful Marguitte Patten cookbook that Smita and Ashok Banerjee gave me as a wedding gift and sigh!. I did have a Baby Belling oven that I had bought off Mrs Banerjee (of Grant Advertising days!! - wonder where and how she is now?) and made a few sporadic attempts and it took a long time and many disasters, before I could put together anything half decent on that oven.
Anyway, to come back to yesterday, I took a stab at making Spicy Carrot Cake and a Leek Soup earlier.
The Carrot cake was based on John Barricelli's recipe - I used butter instead of vegetable oil - decided to double the ingredients thinking I would make two cakes... one to take to Moni Das' place - Moni , Pallavi actually, is a lovely young woman from Tezpur (worked earlier with TDMS!) who lives here in Doha - her husband Palash works here and they have two sweet kids called Monma and Monpa !!!. Moni's hasnt been well and had to be hospitalised earlier in the week for a saline drip and they will shifting house soon !!!
Back to the cake......it came out okay, but didnt look like it had twice the ingredients though....so I ended up taking a large squarish chunk of it across later to Moni's place. That wretched sugar glacing however didnt work out so well.... it didnt have the nice random zig zag dripped over glacing look that John showed in his video....my glace was probably too thin and so it soon got absorbed into the cake ....
But then, the proof of the pudding is in eating I guess - so when Moni's fussy son Monpa, took a piece and ate it, I thought  - there is hope for me yet?
The Leek Soup worked out okay. Surfed the net for a long time looking for recipes and videos on youtube on how to cut and wash the leeks..... learned that you dont really use the long green leafy part, just the stems and a little bit above it. You also have to wash it well as it can be gritty. Finally made the soup in my own tried and tested way - tempering a little oil with bayleaf and peppercorns then adding the washed and chopped leeks and some garlic, adding water and letting it boil for a bit.... I added two good ole Magi Chicken soup cubes and it came together quite well.... Now in hindsight I wish I had added some chicken too..... the husband had two bowls of soup for lunch and so I can tuck that under my belt of tested recipes too! Hah..