Saturday, 30 May 2026

Vaibhav Sooryavanshi - The miracle child

 I have never been a big fan of cricket. However, after hearing about the remarkable batting skills of Vaibhav Sooryavanshi, I found myself eagerly following his matches. There is something truly inspiring about watching such a young player display extraordinary talent, confidence, and maturity on the field.

I always look forward to seeing him bat. Somehow, I have developed a special connection with his journey as a player. I even felt disappointed when he narrowly missed scoring centuries in his last three matches. Yet, his response to those missed milestones reflects his fearless mindset. In an interview, he said that his focus is on hitting sixes and contributing to the team rather than worrying about personal records like centuries.

This fearless teenager, with his energy, talent, determination, and ever-present smile, has won the hearts of millions. Although RCB did not reach the IPL 2026 final, Vaibhav has undoubtedly created a niche for himself and emerged as an inspiration for countless people, including me. Whenever I feel stuck in life, watching a young player pursue his dreams with such passion and fearlessness reminds me to keep moving forward.




Wednesday, 27 May 2026

Ice Apple , Old Temples and joys of Warangal

 We recently visited Warangal, a historic city in Telangana, famous for its ancient temples, magnificent architecture, and rich cultural heritage. The old stone structures and intricately carved temples stood proudly, narrating stories of a glorious past.

While travelling through one of the busy roads of the city under the blazing summer sun, something simple yet fascinating caught my attention. On the roadside sat an old man on the ground along with a young helper beside a huge pile of greenish-yellow ice apple fruits. A small crowd had gathered around them, patiently waiting for their turn.

Curious, I walked closer and asked, “How much?”

Without even lifting his head fully, as he remained deeply engrossed in pulling out the fruit with a sharp sickle, he replied softly, “100 for a dozen.”

His hands moved swiftly and skillfully. Though busy with customers and the tedious task before him, he made sure not to ignore anyone’s question. The process itself looked exhausting. First, the hard shell had to be peeled carefully without damaging the tender fruit hidden inside. Then came the second and even more delicate task — extracting the soft, jelly-like ice apples neatly from the sturdy shell.

The young helper selected each fruit carefully and peeled it with precision, while the elderly man meticulously pulled out the translucent pulpy treasures hidden inside. Watching them work with such coordination, patience, and expertise was truly admirable.

Unable to hide my curiosity, I asked another question, “How many pieces come from one fruit?”

This time he briefly looked at me for a second, as if ready to scold me , then immediately returned to his work and answered, “Three in one.”

I bought a dozen pieces. The moment I tasted them, I understood why people were crowding around the stall. The ice apples were incredibly juicy, soft, and naturally sweet. Each piece felt like a tiny pouch filled with cooling nectar. In the scorching heat, they were nothing less than nature’s own refreshing drink.

As I relished the fruit, a thought crossed my mind — how wonderfully nature works! It felt as though God had carefully packed so much water and nourishment into such delicate little fruits to help people survive the harsh summer.

Ice apple, also known as palm fruit or tadgola, is not only refreshing but highly nutritious too. It is rich in water content and helps prevent dehydration during summer. It contains essential minerals like potassium, sodium, calcium, and iron, which help maintain the body’s electrolyte balance. It is also a good source of vitamins A, B, and C. Low in calories and naturally cooling, ice apples aid digestion, improve energy levels, and provide instant relief from heat exhaustion.

That brief roadside stop in Warangal became more than just buying a fruit. It became a small lesson in hard work, patience, and the simple blessings of nature that often go unnoticed amidst busy lives.



Sunday, 24 May 2026

Mangoes from Mokila Hyderabad

 I had some work near Mokila village, close to Neopolis, Hyderabad, so we happened to visit that side of the city. The road leading towards Mokila had two lanes on each side, and interestingly, barriers appeared after almost every kilometer. I kept wondering about the reason behind them — perhaps to slow down the speeding traffic — but could not figure it out completely.

While returning, I noticed lush mango farms spread across the roadside, along with many small fruit stalls lined up under the open sky. Suddenly, one large stall caught my attention. It displayed countless varieties of mangoes — bright yellow, reddish-golden, deep orange, and some with a delicate touch of green. They were shining in the sunlight and arranged so beautifully in neat rows that we simply could not resist pulling over.

An elderly man and his son welcomed us warmly and explained every variety in great detail — its sweetness, aroma, texture, and speciality. Their roadside shop, open to the sky and surrounded by nature, felt far more special than any supermarket or air-conditioned fruit store.

We bought a few kilos of different varieties and brought them home. After soaking the mangoes in water for about eight hours, we finally tasted them — and they were absolutely divine. It felt as though God Himself had blended every possible flavour into those fruits. The sweetness, fragrance, and richness were beyond words.

By and large, we rarely find such naturally ripened and flavourful mangoes in regular markets or supermarkets these days. The entire experience was memorable, and now I am already wishing to visit Mokila again very soon — to once again relish the true fruit of the summer season.




Third prize in state level cooking competition conducted by Telangana Biodiversity Board

I am extremely delighted and honored to share that I secured Third Prize in the prestigious State-Level Cooking Competition conducted by the Telangana Biodiversity Board in collaboration with IIHM Gachibowli on 12th May 2026.

As part of the competition promoting traditional foods and healthy lifestyles, I prepared flavorful Jowar-Wheat Aloo Parantha accompanied by authentic Gongura Chutney and refreshing Mango Lassi. On 22nd May 2026, I had the proud privilege of receiving the award at the renowned G.M. Birla Science Centre from distinguished dignitaries Shri Ahmed Nadeem, IAS, Sri Kalicharan S. Khartade, IAS, and Sri R.V. Karnan, IAS, Commissioner, GHMC.

The grand celebration brought together inspiring village sarpanches from different parts of Telangana, enthusiastic university students, talented chefs from the Telangana Chefs Association, and winners of several statewide competitions including photography, painting, quiz, essay writing, and elocution. The vibrant Biodiversity Youth Conference held prior to the ceremony and the energetic Greenathon 2026 – Run for Biodiversity conducted on 16th May 2026 added immense enthusiasm and spirit to the occasion.

A sumptuous and delicious lunch was thoughtfully arranged for all participants and guests, featuring rice, comforting dal, rich paneer curry, flavorful brinjal curry, fresh cucumber-carrot-onion salad, soft crispy puris, tasty potato and cauliflower fry, crunchy papad, and delightful sweet millet kheer.

A heartfelt thanks to Dr. Shilpi Sharma from Telangana Biodiversity Board for her exceptional coordination, constant guidance, and warm support throughout the event. The entire experience was truly memorable, enriching, and unforgettable for me and my family.



Thursday, 21 May 2026

Journey from Bengaluru to Hyderabad by KSRTC

A few days ago, I visited Bengaluru and returned to Hyderabad by Karnataka State Road Transport Corporation. I had booked my ticket a day earlier for a cozy sleeper seat. It was a comfortable journey, and the ticket cost approximately Rs. 1800, which is quite a decent amount compared to expensive airplane tickets.

There is a huge bus station at Kempegowda Bus Station, dedicated only to KSRTC buses. A large number of buses were parked at the voluminous, spacious, and gigantic bus station. Even if a person has not booked a ticket in advance, they can often buy one on the same day depending on seat availability.

The conductor and the driver were dressed in neatly ironed white shirts and pants. I think it is their uniform, as all of them were wearing the same attire. The conductor carried a printed list of passengers who had already booked tickets. He checked my ID card carefully before allowing me to board the bus, which was scheduled to start at 8:50 pm.

During the journey, the bus stopped twice — once for dinner at around 11:00 pm and again at about 3:00 am for a washroom break. We finally reached Shilparamam at 7:50 am, although the expected arrival time was 7:15 am.

Overall, it was a memorable journey. I travelled alone, and being a lady, I would say that it felt very safe and comfortable. We can always rely on government services, and Karnataka State Road Transport Corporation is certainly one of them.