Perhaps no other statement
suggests the rivalry shared by Mozart and Salieri better than this one as
written by Carrie Fisher “Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for
the other person to die.” Indeed, Salieri did not take respite from his devilish
plans to sabotage Mozart and his career and got peace, supposedly, only when
Mozart dead at a tender age of 35 was buried in the mass grave, a pauper's
grave rather - an unmarked grave....come to think of it, it's so shocking that
the genius and the child prodigy we have grown up admiring died like a pauper
and buried with no respect. The greatest musician of all time met such a
shocking fate because his rival Salieri taking full advantage of his position
and power exploited every means possible to stop Mozart from rising above.
I was watching the movie
"Amadeus" last night and towards the end, I got so overwhelmed by the
depiction of Salieri plotting and sending Mozart to his grave that for one
moment I sure felt like stabbing Salieri to his death for snatching Mozart of
his life so young and thus depriving the devotees of Mozart's music of some
precious valuable masterpieces that could have been created had Mozart lived
long. Seriously, jealousy is like poison. It eats you from inside and makes you
vulnerable to commit a crime, some times, against someone you might worship or
look up to. It tears relationship apart and breaks friendship. I remember I
read a news sometime back when an angry elder brother seething with envy at his
younger brother's success killed him mercilessly.
If you have seen London
Dreams, you might like to know that London Dreams starring Salmon Khan and Ajay
Devgan was actually based on the theme of Amadeus, at least partially. The
climax is different though.
Now to the recipe, a
traditional Bengali breakfast comprises cholar dal, luchi and begun bhaja. I
recall when we were young, luchi and cholar dal or luchi and alur dum were
sacrosanct in the breakfast menu. Each of us, me, didi and dada would at least
have 10-12 luchis at one go. Curiously, even after such heavy breakfasts, there
was space enough in our tummies for a sumptuous afternoon meal and yet, we were
as thin as sticks. In fact, 'hanger' is the appropriate term to describe my
shape in those days.
Ingredients: Cooking
time: 30 minutes approx.
ü 200 gm cholar dal or split Bengal gram
ü 1 tsp cumin seeds
ü 1 onion (chopped)
ü 2 tsp cumin powder
ü 1 tsp turmeric powder
ü 1 tsp red chilli powder
ü 1 tsp garam masala powder
ü 2 tbsp of grated coconut
ü Salt to taste
ü 1/4 cup of raisins
ü 1 1/2 tsp of sugar or as per your sweet
craving (Please remember you are not cooking a sweet dish.)
ü 20 gm of butter
ü 1 tsp ghee
ü 5-6 green chillies (chopped)
ü 1 tsp ginger paste
ü White oil for cooking
Method:
1) Soak the cholar dal
overnight for 5-6 hours before cooking. If you plan to cook it at night, then
soak the dal in the morning or in the afternoon.
2) In a pressure cooker,
take the dal in along with water, butter, turmeric powder and red chilli
powder. Give a gentle stir and put the lid into place. Now on medium heat,
let the steam build up inside and just the moment the pressure cooker lets
out a hiss before a full-blown whistle, turn the heat off. Let the dal be
cooked with the steam that has built up. When the steam completely
evaporates, open the pressure cooker and check the dal. It should be tender
in your mouth but the grains will remain separate.
3) Heat oil in a wok and
as oil turns hot, toss in the cumin seeds; and wait till they begin to
sputter.
4) Add onion and shallow
fry. Add grated coconut and raisins. Stir around and cook till coconut
becomes golden brown in color.
5) Add ginger paste,
cumin powder and green chillies. Sauté till the spices blend into a nice
flavour.
6) Now pour the cooked
dal into the wok. Give a stir. Season with salt and sugar. Cook covered for
few minutes till the water content reduces a bit. When the dal appears to
have reached the right consistency, sprinkle garam masala powder on top and
drizzle ghee. Stir around to mix in.
7) Serve hot with roti,
chapatis, parathas or rice.
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