ok, this is totally nuts…i’ve been tryin all weekend to find an Andhra style chili chicken recipe…and trust me, no one on the net wants to give it out!! I mean, ya sure, lots of them have their “ASCC” recipes out there, but I know that ain’t the one.. I’ve come close to 80% of actually figuring out the recipe..I do know that it contains a lot of Green Chillis (duh..), GHEE, viniger and Soya sauce..yes..Soya sauce..if u want proof..just take a table spoon of ghee and mix it with a table spoon of soya sauce…u’ll get the smell and taste.

So i’m asking ya..does Someone..anyone have the recipe for  Andhra Style Chili Chicken?? Would be most greatful if you could pass it on
Cheers

Kiran

Do most of us actually have a plan B in life? I dunno…and what if plan B don’t work? Do we look for a plan C????

Most of my life, i’ve always walked around, never looking for a plan B, maybe it’s high time I started looking for one. One thing that’s served me well in life, is the “do whatever it takes” attitude. No excuses, no holds barred, no Jazz, no swan song.  Just pure focus. Focus like the devil himself, looking into the healing light, knowing that too much of it may be bad, but can’t be worse than what is there now.

Things change. People change. I don’t believe in holding on to the past. The past is a way of telling us, what should have been but what is. If we look back hard enough at the past, you will see a sad picture of your present. Things we’re good back then…not anymore. I need to build my fortress of solitude right from scratch. The funny thing is the lack of direction this is taking is quite remarkable from a, let me put it as, “money in the bank” perspective. I haven’t had the least bit inclination to actually get this rolling. Maybe I made some bad judgments about people, maybe I didn’t. Maybe I’m not there 110%.  Maybe I trust people too much, maybe I trust them too little. This pit of self doubt is digging itself deeper. I just need that one sign to shake things off..Just 1 sign. Something…anything.

I’m through holding on to a future, that’s filled with people, happiness and health. This is reality and reality just sucker punched Fantasy into oblivion.  I have my plan B. But, what if plan B is just an imaginary situation, that never materializes. What if plan C is a lot more concrete than plan B, not that I have a plan C. The thing with alternative plans, is that they are just that…Plans…until executed, or in this case, the necessity for it to be executed.

The straight single line is the best line to be in..and by God, i’m going to stick to that. I’ll do whatever it takes. The Devil himself, can’t stop me if he wanted to.  I don’t need no hand holding my hand.

I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
There’s a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face
And will you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted space

I’m sober now for 3 whole months, it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with.
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again.
In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate.
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I’ll never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I have made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”
Just make her smile come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?”

Hate me today.
Hate me tomorrow.
Hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you.
Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow.
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you.