The obvious answer to all your midnight cravings is Maggie. It is the absolute savior for most of us except the few diet-experts, of course! And we, the hostel dwellers understand its amazing essence in our lives unlike the ones who still get “Ma ke hathon ka Pyaar”. But, one day, if you don’t want to eat the boiled maggie anymore, what’s the second option for you?

Obviously, the well-cooked maggie, bud! I have brought you well-experienced and easy-to-make recipe of maggie in a new avatar without much of the raw materials. All you need is a pack of maggie, onion, chilies, and a boiled egg(you get them from the mess generally because the egg is the staple food!). Take a water in the water kettle, boil it and put the maggie in it. You should have cut the onions and chilies and add to the boiling maggie giving an effect of fried maggie! To garnish, keep the chopped onions, chilies, and sauce and slice the boiled egg into four pieces vertically.

Now, you’re all set to devour and satisfy your midnight hunger with a beautifully garnished Egg maggie!

Happy Maggie! <3

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Imperfecto, Hauz Khas 12

My idea of a good Saturday night?
Well….warm place, good vibes, good booze, some live music and friends. I had been wanting that for a very long time. It is very difficult to have such a night when you are living in a hostel because eventually warm place becomes the comfort of your bed, good vibes become the latest show that you binge watch and good booze becomes cheap daaru that you get from the theka outside your hostel.

However, my wish did come true when I visited Imperfecto at Hauz Khas. It was Saturday night so obviously the place was a bit crowded but we managed to find a spot for six.  It had everything I could ever ask for on a beautiful night.  Let’s start with the fact that it will not let you leave disappointed.

The interiors are eclectically designed and it offers an amazing variety of food and drinks with perplexing music.

Let me warn you about the money though. Since the place is so damn awesome, it is not cheap at all. So if you want to have a dreamy night with all its music and jazz, make sure you are carrying enough to pay for the same 😛

Take my advice and head to Imperfecto HKV this Saturday!!
You can also check out their Facebook page for more events.

Share your crazy stories with us on our Facebook page, and if you think there is some under-discovered restaurant in the city, do comment in the box below 😀 and we will sure check it out.



What’s your child’s score? 4

So the much-awaited results for this academic year are out. Everywhere everyone is asking to each other, “what’s your child’s score”?

Seriously, this has become so important question to be asked by everyone to each other and this has actually lead both parents and their children to immense pressure throughout the year and more so during exams. The fear of not getting good grades takes troll on the children and sometimes they succumbed to the pressure and thus fail to give their best. Then we label them as a poor or weak student. Society at large has gone mad in this rat race of who wins. And we all are actually losing it. We are loosing all the learning we should have learned if we were not made a part of this rat race. We are loosing the cool quotient of life and all the fun associated with the learning process.

Where are we heading?

If any child does not get 10 CGPA, the parents and kids are put to shame by people by extending their sympathy towards them. Have you ever thought of saying,” it’s okay, do better next time beta”. You have actually told him/her that he/she doesn’t stand at par with the rest of the crowd without even knowing his/her other qualities.  Who knows if the child who couldn’t score 10 CGPA is better than those who have topped their class, in the other fields arts, music and anything at all. Why only the academic performance of a kid is given so much of importance? Why we don’t sit and think that no one will win in this rat race. We are ruining our next generation by putting loads of our expectations on their tender shoulders.

Somewhere some parents feel proud of their son’s medical selection and at the same time somewhere someone’s parents are grief stricken because they lost their only child who committed suicide because he/she couldn’t make his/her parent’s dreams come true by clearing these entrance tests to medical/engineering college.

Why don’t we teach our children to accept failures as gracefully as we cheer their success? Why it’s not okay for us to fail? We can always have a second chance and maybe a better one than the first.

There is still time to rethink, mold your methods, let your child excel where they want to be. Let’s support our children by giving their dreams a wing to fly. Let’s stop the stupid game of comparing.

Let’s feel proud in whatever they score. Work with them, help them to improvise, support them so that they remain confident in whatever they do. And above all love them and show it to them that you care and you will stand with them no matter what.

Believe me, your child’s report card grades shows only his status of mind for that 1hr, doesn’t show his actual ability.

So, raise a child and not a rat. Let them roar fiercely and let that roar be heard by the sky.