5 Easy Ice Cream Recipes to Chill the Kids This Summer

Summers have started and so does kids’ demand to ask for an ice cream every now and then. As soon as they jump out of their school bus, they begin asking for an ice cream after spotting the nearby ice cream seller. I am sure there must be many moms like me who must be strictly against artificial colours and preservatives in foods. In almost every visit to the doctor, my paediatrician always advises me to give preservatives free food to my kids as they do more harm than good. So, I always avoid ice cream from markets. But what to do when kids become adamant on having an ice cream after coming from school? We can’t say no to them every time. What’s the solution then? Make them at home!

So, here are 5 recipes of ice creams that are extremely easy to make, take less than 10 minutes of time, very healthy and of course yummy.

1) Banana Ice cream


1 Ripe Banana

Powdered Sugar

Full Cream Milk


Peel and cut the banana into thin slices. Keep it in an airtight container and freeze it for two hours. Put the banana slices in a blender and blend them nicely. Add a glass of full cream milk and powdered sugar according to taste. Blend it well. Pour the mixture in ice cream mould and freeze it for 4-6 hours.

2) Chocolate Ice cream


Cocoa powder

A cup of fresh homemade cream

Powdered Sugar

Condensed milk (optional)


Take the cream and blend it. Add powdered sugar and two table spoons of cocoa powder. Mix it well. You can add condensed milk if you like. The mixture should be blended well. Pour it in ice cream mould and freeze it for 4-6 hours.

3) Mango Ice cream


1 Ripe mango

A cup of fresh homemade cream

Powdered sugar

Condensed milk (optional)


Peel the mango and cut it in small pieces. Take it in a blender and blend it till it becomes a smooth paste. Add powdered sugar and cream. Mix it well. You can also add condensed milk. Blend it thoroughly. Freeze it for 4-6 hours.

4) Oreo Ice cream


Oreo biscuits

A cup of fresh homemade cream

Powdered sugar

Condensed milk ( Optional)


Take Oreo biscuits in a blender and crush them roughly. Don’t crush them too much to make a powder. Take them out of the blender and put it in a bowl. Take cream and powdered sugar in the blender and blend them till they become a smooth paste. You can add condensed milk if you want and blend thoroughly. Now put it in the bowl containing crushed Oreo biscuits. Mix everything well. Put it in ice cream mould and freeze it for 6 hours.

5) Strawberry ice cream


1 Cup strawberries

Powdered sugar

1Cup fresh homemade cream

Condensed milk (optional)


Cut the strawberries into small pieces. Put it in a pan and cook them till they become soft. Add powdered sugar in it. Let it cool down. In a blender, take cream and condensed milk. Blend it till it becomes smooth. Now, mix strawberry in it. Put it in ice cream mould and let it freeze for 4-6 hours.

Her Wedding Lehenga (A short story)

Kanika’s wedding was fixed after six months. She was very excited. Aniket was her co worker in the same bank. Their parents had liked approved their relationship and happily given approval for their wedding. Her mother’s happiness knew no boundaries.

Kanika came back from her bank one evening and found her mother packing her wedding saree. It was a beautiful red saree with golden work on it. “Mom, what is this? What are you doing with your saree?”

  “Nothing, beta, your wedding reminded me of my own sweet memories. I wore this saree on my wedding. It made me feel so special.” She replied. “Come here.” She put the saree on Kanika’s shoulder. The colour of the saree suited so well to her. She looked so pretty. Kanika blushed to see herself in the mirror.

“Kanika, we should shopping for your wedding trousseau. There is not much time. We need to book your wedding lehenga also.” Her mother said.

“Mom, you know my taste and I trust you, please do the shopping on my behalf. I don’t have time enough to go for shopping. As it is the bank is open for extra hours due to demonetisation.” Kanika replied.

Everyday her mother would go to the market and buy sarees and jewellery for her. She would show it to Kanika. Kanika was very happy to see her trousseau being prepared by her mother so lovingly.

“Kanika, when are you going to book your lehenga. It will need a lot of time to get stitched. Why don’t you take a day off?” Her mother asked her one day.

“Mom, don’t worry I will do that soon. You take care of the entire trousseau and everything else. I will take care of the lehenga. You just leave that to me.” Kanika replied.

Her wedding preparations were going on full swing, she was increasingly busy with the bank.

Her mother kept reminded her for her wedding dress but she had no time to go for shopping.

She promised her mother that she will get her wedding dress prepared in time. She wanted to surprise her mom with her choice so kept it as a secret.

Wedding functions started all her dresses were ready, her mother asked her about her wedding dress. She told her that she had booked it online and it will be delivered in time.

Her mother trusted her so she did not dwell upon it any further.

The wedding day arrived. Her mother was very emotional. It was a moment of great joy and full of emotions.

The house was filled with family members and relatives. Her friends were also there. She told everyone not to play emotional wedding songs. She did not want to see her parents and siblings crying. She wanted to leave her parent’s house by spreading joys and laughter all around. She instructed her friends to share a lot of jokes with her family.

After the morning ceremonies, she left with her friends for the salon to get ready. In the hustle bustle, her mother forgot to ask her about her wedding dress.

After getting ready, her cousin would take her directly to the venue.

At the salon, she took out a picture from her purse and told the makeup artist to do a similar makeup and hairstyle. Her friends admired her. She looked stunning in her makeup and hair do. When she took out her wedding dress, her friends complimented her. It was extremely beautiful and different from the ones that they had seen so far. She looked gorgeous.

Her jewellery was even more beautiful and different.

She arrived at the venue and went to the room booked for her. Her mother came in to see her.

“Kanika!” Tears started flowing down her eyes as she looked at her. Her little doll had grown up so fast and looked perfect as a bride. Her beauty was beyond words. Then she noticed her wedding dress.

And here’s what, she was wearing a lehenga cum saree made of her own wedding saree.

“Kanika, what is this, you are wearing my saree. But why? Why didn’t you get a new lehenga made for yourself?” Asked her surprised mother.

“Mom, remember the day you put this saree on my shoulder. I could see in your eyes that you wanted to see me in that saree of yours. So, I decided on the same day that I would get it reshape and wear it on my wedding. I kept it a secret from you because I wanted to give you a surprise. It’s a from me to you. Something that both of us will remember and cherish in our hearts always. Mom, I could never ever express my gratitude and love to you as much as I have always felt. There will never be a gift so special for you which I can give to you express my love. So I thought that if I wear your wedding saree, it will always be special for both of you. Your special day and memories will become mine and mine will become yours. I hope you will understand and accept this little gift from my side.”

Her mother started crying. She hugged her tightly. Her little girl had grown up to become a beautiful human being. Her tears expressed her happiness for the wonderful gift her daughter gave to her.

My Daughters My Pride

Why do I need to wear necklaces,

When I have the arms of my daughters around,

Why do I need any danglers,

When I have their chitter chatter about,

Why do I need any rings,

When I have their tiny fingers holding mine.


The two beautiful daughters of mine

Are far more precious than any diamond shine,

I don’t ever need any pearls,

I need not to wear any jewels,

Their sparkling smiles are my biggest treasure,

Their wonderful plays are my greatest pleasure.


One by one I hold them nearer,

So what if the world demands “the better”,

They are the better SUN than any SON,

Their talents are measurable to none,

They give so much love my heart can’t hold’

So pious are their hearts made of gold.


Easily I would say it to the world,

I am proud of my daughters,

Let the hanging heads mourn for “the good”,

Daughters are the blessing bestowed on you,

Thus, make merry and become joyous,

Be thankful to God for bringing His heiress.

To Travel is to Live

How I wish to travel wide, 

Like an albatross flying high, 

sailing the seas and crossing the oceans, 

Gliding high and low over the hills ,

For travel is to see and live,

From meeting new people and eating new food, 

Learning new language of me and you,

Bridging the cultures , 

merging the boundaries, 

Travelling opens new possibilities,

Melting differences opening opportunities,

Thinning the clouds and sparkling wisdom 

Travelling takes us through the horizons

 To travel is to learn and experience, 

The lives of others and our own

To see, listen and explore , 

modern new world and folklore.

Housewife- an Asset or a Liability


“Who am I?” I often question myself. Whenever I see the column of ‘occupation’ and ‘designation’ while filing up some forms, my hands shrink back from writing the word ‘HOUSEWIFE’. Something gets killed inside me. My pride, my ego, my self-respect…

The salary cheque by the end of the month used to show me my worth. It used to give me the value of my time and hard work. Being financially independent used to instil a sense of pride in me. I could go out with my head raised up and do anything. But now, what am I? A mere housewife!! What do I do sitting all day long at home?

I was working as a teacher with one the very big and reputed schools of Delhi. The salary amount was big too. I was a big contributor in the family expenses so I could prove my worth to everybody. My confidence level was very high. But there was a price that I was paying. And that was my daughter!

I was leaving behind my five years old daughter. She was going to school and was being very well looked after by her grandparents. Still, she was not happy. She did not like to come back home and find mummy was not there to share her feelings. She did not enjoy her lunch without her mummy. Gradually, she started falling sick. Every now and then she had to be taken to the doctor and was on frequent leaves from school. It affected her school performance too.

Slowly, the guilt started sinking in my heart.

 “Was my being successful meant everything? Was that salary cheque more valuable than my daughter?”       

I could not bear it anymore. My interest and concentration   started falling. Eventually, I gave up.

After my second daughter was born, the thoughts of taking up a job again seemed impossible. I devoted my entire self in taking care of my precious darlings. One day, my elder daughter said to me, “Sorry mom, you had to leave your job because of me. Do you know, when you were not there at home, I used to feel alone. I cannot live without you. Please, don’t ever leave me again. Promise me, you’ll never go to school again!”

I started crying…

We women, even after giving so much to our home and family think of ourselves as a non-earning and unproductive member of the family. We need to change our perception about ourselves. Think it this way –

When we are working as a housewife, we take care of each and every family member’s health and wellbeing, thereby reducing the number of visits of doctors and chemists. We search and prepare meals taking care of the right nutritional requirements of everybody’s specific needs, thereby working as a dietician and nutritionist. We take the responsibility of teaching and taking care of our kids, thereby saving the fees of tutors and day cares. We take the responsibility of cooking and household washing and cleaning chores, thereby saving the salary of the maid. We also take the responsibility of financial planning and work on saving every single penny, thereby increase bank investments and reduce the stress of our husbands. We give more time to friends and relatives, thereby perform the job of a PRO.

We are the indirect income providers and still we consider ourselves as a mere “HOUSEWIFE”.