I have always heard people talking about their roti making skills, and their associated patriotism. The commonest joke in this genre is that the newbies’ rotis resemble the map of India. I am not too amused, as one would be when they have heard this umpteen times. But I thought I had better skills than making maps in the kitchen.

My greatest challenge while making roti is making the dough with the right amount of water. During my days at Noida, Puneet would help me out with this. Now that God wants me to make rotis (since I don’t like rice, its too heavy), I decided to try my hand at it. And wow! I was able to make perfect dough. Flattening them to a roti appeared to be a cakewalk. But what I thought I was making a good roti that swells, I realized that the shape wasn’t exactly rounded. It looked like Australia!

Being a global citizen, I didn’t mind it. After all, an Australian roti tastes exactly the same as an Indian one. Perhaps the McDonalds’ can take a cue from this, and supply burgers in the shape of the respective country (localization?).

Well, actually I haven’t cooked for the past few days, and I think I have lost my cooking skills. I was enthused to make a chana masala today, and comfortably put the chana and the potatoes in the cooker. It didn’t take long for me to realize that something was burning. And then it came to light: I had forgotten to add water!!