Dear Mausam,
The other day I was at work and sometime around afternoon, Neha called and I told her that I was having lunch and then Neha asked as to what I was eating coz she knows how often I have cribbed about not many options for veggies in US, I said that I am eating paranthas which I had brought along from home.
Neha said "What! Paru you bring along a tiffin to work???". Well I said, yes. She reminded me of the time way back in school(6th-8th grade) when I used to hardly ever bring lunch boxes to school coz back then I thought bringing food from home was something very unfashionable. And I being one of the cool ones hardly ate anything at school.
Back then not only were we acting cool by not bringing stuff to school but also we wanted to use the "Recess Period" as a games period and play football with a rubber ball!!!
Now my mom used to pack paranthas for me even in those days, itz another story that I never ate any. Coming back home I couldnt confess to her that I didnt eat anything at all, so I used to collect all the paranthas in an almirah. In a few months the almirah was full of paranthas and it was stinky and thats how I mom found about my this "little mischief". She sure gave me hard time for my this blunder and a constant reminder about this incident for the next few years.
Itz not that I stopped acting cool after that, I devised other ways, asking my not-so-cool friends to eat my lunch, or eating my food after the school ended.But the coolness remained intact ;-)
The clock has really turned back for me.I bring food from home (and eat it too), leave home at a particular time, reach back at predefined time and agree to all the rules my mom wants to impose! just like back in the days, College time of leisure is truly over:-)
I think after coming to US I have become more desi, I prefer listening to punjabi/hindi songs more often whereas in india, english songs were my staple diet.Lets see what next is in store.
Regards,
Ajj Kaim
10 comments:
well you never told me that parantha story.. how come ??
Hehe.. happens when you are away from your homeland...:)
U know, in school I used to linger with my chutku dabba for more than an hour and one of my friends would've to push the whole curd rice into my mouth.. And I am the same now also...:)
So how is the week getting along?
Hi, came here via SG's site....I'm still trying to figure who Mausam is? Anyways, did you ever try stashing the parathas under the mattress?:) I used too!!! Anyways to figure out more abt Mausam now, hmmm....
hey paru how come u never told me bout the parantha story..tu kahin fenk to nahi raha?
that anonymous is me.
neha
those good old days!
yes i know most of them sound too unreal. it si not like am meeting only wierdo. that blog is dedicated to weird experaince thats all.. it is experiance of my and my frnd together. As for porn that guy actually told me that he watched basic intinst on big screen some 10 times and he loves porn. i was dressed in formal pants and a sleeveless top maybe he thought i was really fast or something like that. money guy trust me my community is known for dowry that runs over 50lacs.. so all guys think they need to get more some demand flats, cars, education fees.. he is second guy who spoke abt sponsored loan for education. i rem one of the guys mom wanted my dad to pay her sons MBA tution in US.. even though most of them sound like WTF they r true.
Yes i have met wonderful men and shalu after meeting 75 weirdo married a great guy. So there is always a positive side.
:-) do you make the parathas yourself??
nope.I hav't learnt how to cook "Girl from Ipanema"
I let my mom do the honors.
Maybe I will learn when she will be not around.
So true that there aren't much options for Veggies in US!
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