I remember I use to not like middle school. Lack of condidence and too many confusions going on in my mind and to add to that a teacher who would taunt me during every other class. Life was so simple but as children we had to do our melodramas and thought “oh how hard it is, I only want to go to high school then life will be better”. Today when I look back I had the best life even in Middle school also but during that time self pity was my thing. Those days when school got over I could not wait to go home.

During that time we had a panicky neurotic and a forgetful cook working at our home. My mom has never been one of those moms who would pamper their children without reason,she knew when not go overboard and not to make us into fearful, faking reality adults. Yet she understood that those were not the best days for me with lots of changes happening, I felt ugly not to forget I had a big pair of lips and during the teens years a light mustach would grow to high light them. Today I thank my genes for the full lips I have as the whole world gets all sorts of fillers to increase them and God gave me naturally! But early teens is all about self doubt till there is a boy who has a crush on you and soon all the boys find you desirable and suddenly your confidence graph goes boom! Not to forget you are going to dump that poor boy, make him more self doubtful of himself who is also struggling with his early teens. To that boy I am genuinely sorry and thankful as well.

During that time mom would instruct the cook to make a sabji that I like for lunch and our cook would instantly answer loudly in excitement “oh.. Yes!” he would jump where he was standing as if someone has asked him to recreate a Michelin star dish and would rush into the kitchen.

 My home coming routine would be after dragging my self with the burden of a  heavy school bag, freshen up, have lunch then nap, after that I would be all charged up. 

Our forgetful cook would have forgotten by the time I am home about my sabji. The minute I enter the home I ask him “whats for lunch?”. His expression would tell the story but he would say”oh I have made your favourite potato curry, 5 minutes.” And he would run in the kitchen. He would work so fast that I felt I am watching a hindi film on the cassette in fast forward mode. Before mom realised what he is upto his curry was almost cooked.

We call this potatoes Marwadi sabji, cause I our cook called it so as he said they cooked liked this in his village.

We loved it so much we could eat it with roti, bread, rice what ever.

After working with us for 18 years this cook of our got more and more forgetful and paniky due to old age, his blunders got more and more funnier, eventually he retired.

I miss his potato curry so I made this from memory and to my suprise I nailed it!

Thought to share this fast recipe

Marwadi potatoes

Serves 2  


2 potatoes peeled and cut into cubes

1 onion finely chopped

6-7 cloves of garlic chopped ( yes lots of them)

2 tsp kitchen king or garam masala 

1 tsp turmeric powder

2-3 tsp red chilli powder

2 tsp cumin seeds 

1 green chilli chopped ( optional)

1 tbsp oil

Salt to taste


Heat the oil in a non stick pot.

Add the cumin seeds once they splutter. Add the garlic, let the garlic turn brown, add the onions and cook till the onions are pink.

Add all the seasonings i.e. Garam masala, red chilli, turmeric and potatoes.

Add 2 cups of water and salt. Cover it. Once it boils lower the flame and let it simmer for 5-7 minutes or till the potatoes are done.

Can add extra water if required. 

Check for seasoning and serve hot.

P.s. High school never changed anything, it was only change in attitude and perception that changed every thing. 


  1. This looks like true comfort food! Middle school was when I really started to like going to school – the only thing I hated was gym, but mainly because I played sports and thought gym was just adding on.

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