STRASBOURG – my one day trip to a beautiful city in France!

“I dreamt of a fantasy land with colorful houses and flowery cakes.” – This is what I felt when I visited one of the most beautiful city in France. It was a Sunday, when the weather gods showered their love with a very warm weather. And then an impromptu plan was made to visit Strasbourg from Germany. I know there must be many people who wouldn’t have heard about the city(well I was one among them! ). But when I got an extra day added to my three-day vacation, all my research lead to this picturesque city. And I definitely do not regret it.

Gare de Strasbourg – city railway station

After a lot of to/fro and confusion between changing stations, we manage to reach Strasbourg’s main railway station around 12:30, so technically we had almost around 6 hours with us to explore the city. Obviously this isn’t enough to cover the entire city but fortunately the places which we wanted to visit was pretty close to each other, so we were able to get hold of most of the touristy places within few hours. But if you’re ever planning to visit Strasbourg, I would definitely recommend 2 complete days to stay in the city and experience it’s culture. One thing which is worth mentioning to me is that the moment I got out of the main railway station and rolled my eyes around, I could definitely feel I was in FRANCE(that was my yay moment :D)!

Why is Strasbourg famous ?

  1. First and foremost, man! it’s damn beautiful. If you’re a first time visitor then you’ll be carried away by the architectural heritage which is heavily romantic and influenced by Roman, Medieval eras. The city cuts through many waterways, beautiful flower bouquet like plants hanging in the balconies. At every step of the city, you would want to stop and capture the memory through a photograph.
alleys

2. For many who don’t know, Strasbourg is declared as a UNESCO’s world heritage site. In 1988, “Strasbourg – Grande-Ile” was inscribed a first time on UNESCO’s prestigious World Heritage List. This list gathers cultural and natural sites for their outstanding value. 

3. Strasbourg plays a major role as a business, commercial, and cultural centre. Besides its traditional role as the chief city of Alsace, Strasbourg is also the seat of a number of European institutions and bodies including the European Parliament, the Council of Europe, and the European Court of Human Rights.

What to visit in Strasbourg in a day!

  1. The magnificient Cathédrale Notre Dame de Strasbourg should be in your list if you’re visiting for the first time.


2. La Petite France, Strasbourg

Petite France is the city’s lively tourist hub, known for cobblestone streets, canals, and well-preserved half-timbered homes like the Tanners’ House, built in 1572. A terrace atop the 17th-century Barrage Vauban, a covered bridge and dam, offers panoramic views. Alsatian eateries dot the area, while shops on and around Grand’Rue sell clothing and souvenirs such as crockery, wine, and specialty teas. It’s the most picturesque city in Old Strasbourg.

3. If you’re in France then how can you forget the bakeries, it’s tasty pastries, the mouth-watering cakes, on-point croissants and a lot more. I tried Amorino’s gelato ice-cream and a cheesecake from Maison Du Kougelhopf. I would highly recommend the cheesecake from Maison Du Kougelhopf. It was the best cheesecake I have ever had in my life! All those shiny little adjectives that you hear for a cake in Masterchef shows, like light as feather or melts like snow. Yes, that cheesecake was everything 😀

4. I witnessed the very sharp and most notable architecture in the Ponts Couverts. These are a set of three bridges and four towers that make up a defensive work erected in the 13th century on the River Ill in the city of Strasbourg in France. The three bridges cross the four river channels of the River Ill that flow through Strasbourg’s historic Petite France quarter. The Ponts Couverts have been classified as a Monument historique since 1928.(courtesy: wiki)

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The experience

Whether a visitor’s interests lean towards art, architecture or music, Strasbourg offers plenty of cultural opportunities. It’s filled with youth and vibrant ambience. It’s as picturesque as you see in a movie. If you have less time but you would like to experience a slice of France, then Strasbourg is for you!

Narrow streets, those timbered houses, a cheesecake on my side, in front of La Petite France, in an intimate romantic atmosphere – that’s my experience, please do share yours if you ever visit 🙂

Au Revoir!

Evolution of mind during a pandemic

We witnessed digitilization and how ? So closely that a view of human existence scares us. In the year 2020, there was a dawn of the most dangerous virus named COVID-19, which proved to be a disaster on the planet. Let’s skim over the pages in our lives where the timelines can be referred to as pre-covid and post-covid era. Some people found it as a challenging event but most of the people struggled a lot with their mental well being. And me being the one among them, can view this topic as an ever-growing discussion.

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Pandemic or a catalyst to our vices!

Our minds seem to be pretty convoluted when we have to act! There comes digitalisation factor because the way we consume information, has become competitive. Have you asked yourself with whom you’re competing with ? If you know then you’re already aware about the cause of your distressed mind. In a hindsight, we have gained an experience of recognising the fact that we are not competing with anyone else but ourselves. Consumption of information has become such a powerful behaviour that we forget in our everyday lives we are striving to know more and more. Waking up, holding that phone, scrolling/staring/reading/liking/following have become part of our daily ritual. And look what acts as an accelerator to this habit of ours, a very disastrous pandemic! You may ask now why a catalyst. Well, if you see the clock ticking then everything make sense to our brains. I fell into the lap of this pandemic prone zone where everything looked like a fail mission. Waking up was a task to me, focussing was a failure. People all over the world treated themselves as the victim of this virus even without being affected by one because they were failing to cope up with their mental health. And now, let’s narrow the gap between the digitalisation era and a pandemic. We know the information is at a hand’s distance from us. But have we ever wondered how our already present vices, strengthened more due to a lockdown. We all dealt with it, isn’t it? What we never realised is the rippling effect. Thoughts from a mind to the body and in such a negative power that the body couldn’t resist the intensity of that negative thought. I will never advice anyone with heavy statements here when none of those advices worked on me or I could follow. But the only thing I can ask everyone is to think and act! I assume the next generation will read the pros and cons of digitalisation through their textbooks, so this discussion is never going to stop. But what we can lend to the next couple of people, is the power to think. I have seen people being kind around me. It might look like a textbook phrase but this is how it is. A very small gesture of kindness can magnify the affect of positivity for many.

Calm within a storm

when the waves are strong
the tides swinging apart
my courage holds the strength
against all the odds

reflecting the light
the waves shine to take a flight
never letting the tangled mind
deter the courage’s sight

the injury, stripping skin
a sloshed mind
nothing can perish
a gentle firm mind.

Spicy Boneless Chicken Curry – A Wednesday Nosh

Lunch was quite heavy for me today, so my husband decided to cook some soup for dinner. For me chicken was never an obvious preference but lately it has been one. When I was scrolling down my YT feed, those food recipes just popped open and I couldn’t resist but search for boneless chicken recipe, this time it was more precise. There I got it!, I thought to myself when I saw this delicious picture on screen, getting way too excited I jumped from the bed and ran towards the kitchen to gather all the ingredients, preparing myself for the big chicken dish, dodging the soup idea all together. It’s fun when activities, specially cooking, excites you. It actually helps!

So this indian dish is actually delicious and I found it simple and easy to make unlike other indian dishes. Few extras were the red dried chillies and cashews, other than that it all includes regular spices(turmeric powder, chilli powder, coriander powder).

Whenever we plan to cook some non-veg dish, the most important step while preparing an Indian cuisine is to marinate it. The smell is all that matters and indian dishes are specially known for their rich flavours. Mostly after the marination, in this case I directly marinated the chicken while cooking, all the spice would be added so that the chicken would absorb it’s flavour.

Frying the chicken with onions and (cashew and chilli) paste

Once the marination was done, I added tomato puree with regular spices, mixed for a minute. Added 2 cups of water and left it covered on medium to simmer, for about 15 mins. Once you check your chicken is cooked, you can add some garam masala and kasturi methi for the taste.

Garnished with coriander leaf

It was different to our taste buds, at least different from what we used to cook earlier. I like how the cashews and tomatoes added to the flavour. And that’s it, done and dusted for our tummy 😀 !

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The Writings(#1) – Behold the memories

Tethering her stallion to a highly jutted rock, fogged with the mist in the valleys of Cipla, Firdaus sat down and took a huge sigh of relief. The moments becoming memories, flashes all down to her throat from her eyes. She said to herself, I could’ve done better, ye! She sees the mountains far away located, standing still. The fog is everywhere around her eyes, but the mountain seems clear, clear and strong she murmured. She takes a look at the stallion, tilts her head back a little more so that there is enough rest to her back, against the soddy part of the rock. She slips her hand beneath the rock, put atop the horse’s hooves and whispers, “Are you hungry? Has he given you any food since three days”. He moves back and forth with his silky mane all over the rock, “I think I got the answer”, said Firdaus. “You look like him”, she continued. “Brave with rich looks, charming with gestures and always armoured”,”Did he teach you to be?”, she got more anxious thinking what if she gets an answer. Kneeling forward, she rested her hands on her left ankle, twisting her leg.

Taking the journal out of her vest, Firdaus gasps a thin line of air. She rolls her fingers on the cover of the journal made of leather, hard and strong, rusty. She imagines how he might have been now, seeing her holding his journal, trying to open it. “It would’ve been deadly”, she murmurs with a slight laugh on her face. She remembers how she used to run out of her house every time there was a roadshow from the King’s place. The King, Queen and their beloved son, hopping on a carriage with a stallion at it’s head, running across the villages to greet their people. “I used to wait for the festival, every single time”, she remembers and smile. “Mother hated it when I grew older, so I stopped going. But I never missed asking Esra, how it went. If he saw the prince, everything about the festival, he acted like my spy”, sighs.

The journal reminded her of his tones, his touch, his vocals, his seriousness at the end of the day, sitting down beside the river’s calmness, always finding a spot to jot down every single piece of event that happened during the day. “How hard you would always try to get me into the palace”, she chuckles. “The memories that we created are precious. I don’t think I could’ve survived without them”, speaking with a deeply saddened voice. She runs her finger down on the deeply encrypted letters atop the journal which is clearly distinguished throughout the markings on the cover. “What did I do to lose you? “

“Where are you…”, crying softly, “…Zakir”.