Cooking on the edge!

There are two alarms that keep me awake, physically and mentally.

The wake up alarm on my mobile has been my best and only loyal friend here.
Unfailing and persistent, it reminds me thrice every hour for three hours in the morning, that the new day has already started.
Yes, I am going to make it big as I am going to enlist my snooze frequency in the Guiness Book. I always cherished the Kutti Thookam bit of my morning sleep, but I am going on an overdrive these days.
Always optimistic at the end of the day that I am going to get up at 6 the next morning, and finally jumping (chumma exaggeration,, actually ambling) out of bed at 8. God only knows when I am going get out of this habit!

And the other alarm, the Smoke detector near the kitchen! It is yet to take cognizance of the fact that I am new to cooking but atleast put in my earnest best to learn the tricks of the trade.

First time, while I was “kaachifying” appalam, it went berserk, as the appalam was theenjifying merrily. Thanks to my roomie’spresence of mind, he did the first aid job, of closing the kitchen door, starting the exhaust and opening the “Kolla Kadhavu”.

But apart from that good deed, he also created total tensen, as he informed me that the detector is directly linked to the fire station and they could land up any moment. The sight of paying up A$ 850 out of my Initial Settlement advance was looming large on me!

After a tense lunch, we were confident that we escaped. Last week too, the otherwise dormant Kutti Chaathan woke up, and this time, it was really scary. Arun the macho pulled the sofa under the detector, and stood on the sofa to find that he was atleast a couple of feet short of reaching the detector!

Fortunately, the old First aid techniques I learnt were followed to the T, and the alarm stopped in ten seconds! Bravo!