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Aritaaku, Aakali & Aavedana - Part 2

Contd... No, there was no Non-Vegetarian food but I never thought a real mix of all vegetarian food can trouble you a lot. Ever felt you could see vegetarian food from most parts of India on your plate, let me guide you through with my words. The man serving comes towards me and serves a “tandoori roti” and I put up a face like “what the ____”, I felt like saying “Sir this is what I have daily, I was expecting some authentic south Indian food here”, few seconds later come the “paneer butter masala” and I give the same expression. Now, one more person passes by and serves some kind of vegetarian salad (usually taken before you start main course), then one more passes by and throws in few pieces of carrot. By this time I was making up my mind to have the usual north Indian dinner…and just then….comes “Bhindi Fry”, “White Rice” and “Ghee”. Now like a good old veggie boy I start with Bhindi fry, white rice and just at the same time comes a Kannada dish “Bisibelabath” (hope you read it rig...

Aritaaku, Aakali & Aavedana - Part 1

Recently I was persuaded by my family to visit a reception of known relative’s son who got married to a Mallu girl. Nice looking pair and GOD bless them with more love and happiness. They happen to be far off relatives (to me) of my dad and best part is that most of them were well known to our family. A little slow in grasping those relations but with great long explanations from many people again and again, got to know most of the people and how they are related to us; it is like from every nook and corner somehow and from somewhere most of us were related and it is very difficult to remember them. Most of the faces looked familiar but getting them by relation is a tough task for me. Ok now with the very confidence of having an early dinner I did not have anything that evening and started for the reception hall, owing to huge traffic, we got delayed by an hour and reached there by 7.30 PM. By then the hall was already crowded and buzzing aloud. The married couple did not arrive yet ...

Messy

Recently was reading a magazine and came to know about a Scottish biologist Alexander Fleming, yes the one who discovered Penicillin. He discovered penicillin, when samples he had carelessly left exposed in his mess of an office were contaminated while he was on vacation. For some people, a certain amount of messiness can be beneficial. So is being messy really so bad? In general society isn’t kind to messy people. Parents punish children who won’t clean their rooms, and your boss might question your competence if you have a messy desk, until his desk is like that. Most messy people can locate what they need fairly quickly they just look where they last had put the item and go on from there. When a mess has been cleaned, it often takes much longer to remember where the item has been stored or much worse you even forget where you have put that thing. This thing happens with me a lot, at times I do some maintenance work in my room and I put all things in order but when my mom comes and...

How are you?

On a Sunday evening I and my friend were taking a small walk around, as we were waiting for another one to turn up in 15 minutes, on the way my friends neighbor, elderly lady asks him “ela unnav amma ‘X’” for which my friend gives her the most common lie or let’s say obligatory answer “nenu bagunnanu aunty” and we move from there. On our small walk we discuss it further but he quietly dismisses the argument saying she was just an elderly woman and should not matter much. Then the usual fun, jokes and weekly updates went on. Today again while starting for office the same question continued “How are you?” I started, counting the number of times today people ask me "How are you?” or "How ya' doin'?" (A little posh version), there were quite a big number of people who asked me the question and it has really started to disturb me a little. I don't mean to be unfriendly here, but "How are you?" is not really used as a question but rather a long way to s...