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Public Speaking

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What else is there to say?

If you have some inspiring but acrimonious things that were or will be said in short sentences and will fit into my illustrated speech bubbles, write to me. I will feature these micro stories based on your fights – the things that came out of your or your partner’s mouth. Outright nasty, or somewhat regrettable. Write to sketchsies@gmail.com or comment here with your story. I am thinking of starting an art project on tumblr, with this illustration as the anchor, and your stories as the art. You can email me if you don’t your comment to be publicly visible.

 

In the off chance, that no one has any animosity/complaints with anyone … I’m not buying it.

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The Better Chai Latte

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Chai Latte Recipe

Call it my ineptness or whatever, but I was unable to locate a good premixed masala for masala chai here in Singa.  I had some at the Bombay Cafe in Little India, but it wasn’t so great. So the next best thing was the Starbucks Chai Latte, masala chai’s weak cousin. Of course, all this was because I was too lazy to make my own.
But last week, I finally got off my arse and just did it.

Here’s the recipe. If you want, you can store the ground masala in an airtight container (this is what I did) and use it over a few months.

Tea leaves 4-6 teaspoons
Milk 1 cup
Chai masala 1 teaspoon
Sugar 2 spoons or according to taste

For the chai masala:

Cinnamon 1 inch stick
Green cardamoms 4
Black peppercorns 6
Nutmeg,grated 1/4 teaspoon

Method

Dry grind all the masala ingredients to a fine powder. Let it cool completely then sieve. Store in an airtight container.

Use the masala as and when required to make tea. Boil three cups of water in a pan.

Add tea leaves, milk, the powdered masala and sugar; bring the mixture to a boil again. Boil for a couple of minutes.

Strain and serve piping hot on a rainy evening with something salty and crunchy to eat :)

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Amy Winehouse Forever

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Back to Black

Some songs, you will forever associate with heartbreak.
And every time that song plays, little bits of sadness come floating by until they settle in your heart as a dull ache.

And if you listen to it over and over again, it becomes a bit like picking at the scabs of a half healed wound.

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Shameless Self Promotion

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Shameless Self Promotion

But then, who else is going to do it.

If you like my work here, (my International Women’s Day illustration is particularly popular), and want to buy a print or a tote bag or a cushion cover with these illustrations, then you get a $5 discount and free shipping to ANYWHERE in the WORLD if you follow my promo link,

which is : http://society6.com/Sree?promo=ab6032

Also, I have news. My art is now available as a whole line of homedecor products at KessInhouse. Go to my page and click on the pillows to view the entire collection. This stuff is on a huge sale, too.

I promise, it’s turned out good.

And as always, if you want custom art or prints or if u r living in Singapore, you can always reach out to me personally via my about page :D

 

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Sun and Sand

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Sun and Sand

Last week I was in Phuket for a few nights. And while elsewhere, people are celebrating the arrival of spring-summer, in these parts, there IS such a thing as too much sun.

I have terrible photo allergy, and so after being done to a crisp under the Thai sun, I’ve returned home with itchy hives all over my body.
I am having a tough time not reaching into my clothes to scratch myself vigorously while in public. It’s most annoying. Does anyone know of any home remedies?

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Great Expectations

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“She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.”
- Zelda Fitzgerald

The one year or so that I have been here in Singapore, I have been through a lot of self doubt.

Self doubt about about how I look. Self doubt about my career and if it will ever again be in the place it was. Self doubt about my personality – I doubted whether I was actually the funny, lovable, fiercely loyal good friend I always thought I was. (Thankfully, I had friends who never allowed this one to get out of hand).

But through it all, beneath the noise and clatter of my self doubt, I really believed I can make it all happen. The best is yet to come, all in it’s own time.

PS: Some of works were curated by Masterpeices, an online gallery by Samsung.  http://www.masterpiecesart.com/trending#

I am in the Singapore section. You can even dedicate my work to someone you love!

 

 

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Singapore Sling

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Singapore is ridiculously awesome and clean and sci-fi level efficient. Not to mention the really amazing food. But in my experience and some of my other Indian expat friends, people here can sometimes be a bit, well, unfriendly. And, unsmiling.

I cannot count the number of times I have come face to face with someone and smiled and was met with a steely face. One day, the cab driver who was driving me home from somewhere was coughing a lot. And having just recovered from a horrid cough I knew how that feels. So I pulled out the medical cough lozenges I had left over in my bag and gave it to him along with my cab fare. I kid you not, his face was still as a June afternoon.

I have friends who fainted in the gym, only to have other people in the gym continue to run on the treadmill like they couldn’t see her. I have a friend who had a freak accident in the kitchen and grated off the top her finger. She was alone and scared and rang the bell of all the other flats on her floor and three of them didn’t open. One person opened and pretended she couldn’t understand English and shut the door.

But to me, the funniest story till date, is this.

I was at an uber-posh mall on Orchard Road, meeting a friend. I had forgotten my phone at home but I remembered her number. My friend and I had not decided on a specific spot to meet. We thought we’d reach the mall and then coordinate, so I had no way of knowing where she was unless I called her.

I was looking around helplessly, when I spotted a woman standing right next to me. She was very fancy and had a gazillion shopping bags full of Prada and Chanel. I walked up to her and said, “Excuse me, would mind if I used your phone to make a quick local call?”
She looked at me and said in her best mean girl voice, No.
And then, just in case I did not get her, she added, Actually, No.

I love this place to bits for all the amazing things it has to offer. But you have to admit, the only thing warm about Singapore is the weather.

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Home is where the Heart is

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Home is where the Heart is

I have been very irregular with my sketchbook. Mostly because I did not have much going on. Also because I was going through a phase where I was going out a lot more than I usually do. Regular readers will know that I am a bit of a homebody.

So I was thinking, it’s been almost a year since I moved to Singapore. Why does it still not feel like home to me? For some reason, I am just not being able to find my own groove here. Not like I haven’t tried either. But my heart’s not in it.

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