Samosa Crazy

I’ve been wanting to write this since a long long time but seems like ‘now’ is the right time. Samosa is not a part of my memory and doesn’t fill in the blank spaces during my ‘mental inactivity’ too. But this movie I was watching yesterday “The Namesake”, a dialogue in the movie would be more politically correct instigated these “Samosa Sentiments” in me. If you have read the book or watched the movie you’ll know who I mean by Maushami. Well, this character tells Gogol, “I’ll be a good Bengali wife and cook Samosas every Thursdays and Fridays from scratch!” This may not be the exact words but the essence is ditto. The sentence, however, has a negative connotation in the movie. Nevertheless, it was the very line that reminded me of my Samosa Cravings though it will be the eighth wonder if I ever make one from scratch!

SAMOSA. I’ve never wanted anything ( whether it be a book, any CD , a person or even a dream) as badly I have craved for a bite of this fabulous meal. And if you’re thinking of the Samosa at Tip Top please do but I relate no brand to Samosa. It’s just the samosa that tempts me. ( Inspite of Sa-Musa ( mouse) phobia some years back in KTM). Last Friday, we had a transport strike in Kathmandu again, so I had to walk all the way to Baluwatar ( Safa Tempo ride from New Baneshwor to New Plaza only). It took one an half hour to complete the journey. The scorching heat is no help when you’re clad in a black t-shirt. Still I wasn’t mad, as usually am at everything around me during such ‘forced walkathons’. I remembered the samosas made by Bhaiya ( that is what Puchhi calls him) when I reached Bhatbhateni and concluded all the trouble I was put through was for this one bite of samosa in the end. Ah! The glories of samosa. So, I brought samosas to office and relished them forgetting the walk, forgetting everything but the crispy taste of ‘Samosako bokra’ ( samosa cover) and the vegetables inside…

Yummm Samoooosa… Source : Internet