Those of you who know me personally, know this fact that i am a food-o-holic. Even after i have eaten full lunch boxes of the colleagues who still dare to eat with me, the sight or the smell of some good street food from a distance of 100 meters is enough to start my mouth to water and my feet are automatically attracted towards it.

I sometimes feel that the food items talk to me, calling me to save them from going into the stomach of a 200 pound sarkari aadmi who has a bulging stomach enough to rest his chai cup on it. By the way why is chai ka pyala always associated with the sarkari folks? Who cares about sarkari folks anyways, So you understand the gravity of my situation, right? Good. Another important thing to note here is if i get one wish from a genie to have either unlimited supply of paranthas, a room full of blond females or an unlimited supply of beer, i am 100% sure that i will choose the paranthas option. (and wish that genie gifts me the beer for my honesty!!)

Like the Indian planning commission, my mom also creates 5 year plans. And unlike the Indian government she takes her plans too seriously. So her latest five year plan comprises of only 2 bullet points: My marriage and My weight. (there is also a small mention about something something MBA, but i think she has decided to remove the impossible things from her plans :D )

I grew suspicious from the past 2 weeks when my mom stopped prodding me to go on my morning jogs?? And no scolding when i asked for paranthas instead of eating rotis with her gobhi and bhindi ki sabjees? I mean i dont hate gobhee and bhindi, but i kind of avoid them because the whole summers and monsoons its only gobhee and bhindi i can see all around! Familarity breeds contempt you see..

So i sent 5 private detectives to get me leads on her plans and schemes. And when i got the report of the detectives i was shocked!! Imagine ekta kapoor kind of serial where you can see my shocked expression from three different camera angles. The pooja ki thali drops tannnnnn!! and i myself get a huge shock and fall on the floor and faint. You wanna know the contents of the report? My mom has been serving me Recession Paranthas from the past few weeks!!!

She has replaced all the good old desi ghee by some stupid low cal refined good-for-heart oil! And also the butter has vanished from my house! :(  All the paranthas she had been cooking had only 1 spoon of stupid refined oil instead of 4 spoons of desi ghee :(  She proudly calls it the effects of the recession!! :O :O And i can guarantee you that she is not in HR department of any company!. :(

Ab tummy ki sunu ya mummy ki ? :(  Any suggestions!! I cant survive on the stupid recession paranthas anymore :(