Standing among the beautiful rainbow of colors
Blue green red and yellow,
Is all he could see.
Those tiny hands had more than they could handle,
The different sizes made it look like a perfect family.
Gleaming lights added to the drama,
The honk, made him see the reality again.
Little feet in the tattered slippers,
Blood pained cracks made it impossible to walk.
The cold breeze doesn't bother much,
The soft child skin is there no more.
The lungs are out of air,
Giving life to those balloons,
His dreams are shattered by the lonely nights on the red light.
The eyes only shine at the glimpse of a prospect customer.
My heart aches to ask him,
Why don't your parents save you from this plight.
Where I get my answer looking at the foot path,
The old lady is tying the balloons to a stick.
My car starts moving and the little one disappears.
But the memory of the little boy with balloons,
Stays fresh in my mind.
Rati
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
MAMA GO-TO OR NOT
A waiting going on for a Saturday afternoon was a satisfying thought to start with. And while it seemed like ages wait (about an hour to be precise) to get into this Hip new place Mamagoto...Finally getting a call that our table was ready was comforting. The Yellow entry door definitely seemed like a bright option for the hot Delhi day. Staircases lead you to a brightly colored dining place resembling a lot to a child's kindergarten classroom. A perfect way to define the name of the restaurant which according to my research means, "Mamagoto" is an interactive and context-aware dining system which encourages small children to "play" with food. The seating was abstract ranging from window side tables to high seating stools and couches. We settled on the high seating stools.
The place was obviously very busy, hence not being offered water can be overlooked. I opted to go for some drinks to beat the heat, to be honest I was looking for a chilled corona beer. Except I realized these guys don't have a liquor license, so I settled for some very interesting concoctions of the mocktails. The lemonade with lime rind was undoubtedly refreshing. The kiwi mint mojito was kind of clichéd but well made, though the wasabi mary reminded me how much I was craving to gorge on some Japanese food! The menu was kind of concise featuring dishes from different Asian countries, a bit of Thai, a dash of Indonesian and tempered with Malaysian food. Now that’s what I call cultural amalgamation. I was disappointed not finding Japanese, though the Rock shrimp tempuras did a peek a boo for Japanese food. Rock shrimps were delightful and crisp; the spicy mayonnaise could have been a little more on the quantity. The much awaited Aonagomai Salad (spinach with white sesame dressing) was the real disappointment from what I had expected it to be. The Basil chicken cups were not bad, but definitely not something I would return for. We planned to jump to the main course since we were still quite hungry. Portions are just right for two. Main course consisted of Mamagoto goreng (their version of the Indonesian Nasi Goreng) which was with Thai satay and the Indonesian fried rice and egg. The satay was a murg malai tikka on the stick, not sure if peanut sauce was the right accompaniment. Rice was little sweet & resembled our biryani a bit. Then there was the Chaing Mai Train, a similar version of the Burmese Khao Suay, which I must add was in an amazing portion size and tasted just right. Masaman Malaysian Lamb curry was something that probably needed a bit more Malaysian influence since it tasted like the Thai red curry to me. I couldn't help but wonder that the uniforms of the staff was well designed but not keeping in mind the basic job of a steward i.e running around. I felt like they were dying in heat in those full sleeves. After an overdose of the coconut milk, I wanted to treat my sweet tooth. The dessert, must and I stress on the word MUST taste like a dessert. Or it breaks the deal. I settled for Date Rolls with ice cream, since I had been craving for some date pancakes. They arrived quickly and were light crisp date cigars with Ice cream. My thumbs up to that! All in all keeping in mind the locality of the place, Khan Market, it would be a sure shot hang out of the foreigners. The service is little better than average, the staff very polite and courteous, and bright ambiance. Would I recommend the place? Only if it has the power to make me visit it again!
Rati
The place was obviously very busy, hence not being offered water can be overlooked. I opted to go for some drinks to beat the heat, to be honest I was looking for a chilled corona beer. Except I realized these guys don't have a liquor license, so I settled for some very interesting concoctions of the mocktails. The lemonade with lime rind was undoubtedly refreshing. The kiwi mint mojito was kind of clichéd but well made, though the wasabi mary reminded me how much I was craving to gorge on some Japanese food! The menu was kind of concise featuring dishes from different Asian countries, a bit of Thai, a dash of Indonesian and tempered with Malaysian food. Now that’s what I call cultural amalgamation. I was disappointed not finding Japanese, though the Rock shrimp tempuras did a peek a boo for Japanese food. Rock shrimps were delightful and crisp; the spicy mayonnaise could have been a little more on the quantity. The much awaited Aonagomai Salad (spinach with white sesame dressing) was the real disappointment from what I had expected it to be. The Basil chicken cups were not bad, but definitely not something I would return for. We planned to jump to the main course since we were still quite hungry. Portions are just right for two. Main course consisted of Mamagoto goreng (their version of the Indonesian Nasi Goreng) which was with Thai satay and the Indonesian fried rice and egg. The satay was a murg malai tikka on the stick, not sure if peanut sauce was the right accompaniment. Rice was little sweet & resembled our biryani a bit. Then there was the Chaing Mai Train, a similar version of the Burmese Khao Suay, which I must add was in an amazing portion size and tasted just right. Masaman Malaysian Lamb curry was something that probably needed a bit more Malaysian influence since it tasted like the Thai red curry to me. I couldn't help but wonder that the uniforms of the staff was well designed but not keeping in mind the basic job of a steward i.e running around. I felt like they were dying in heat in those full sleeves. After an overdose of the coconut milk, I wanted to treat my sweet tooth. The dessert, must and I stress on the word MUST taste like a dessert. Or it breaks the deal. I settled for Date Rolls with ice cream, since I had been craving for some date pancakes. They arrived quickly and were light crisp date cigars with Ice cream. My thumbs up to that! All in all keeping in mind the locality of the place, Khan Market, it would be a sure shot hang out of the foreigners. The service is little better than average, the staff very polite and courteous, and bright ambiance. Would I recommend the place? Only if it has the power to make me visit it again!
Rati
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