There have been many good things that have come out of the mess of the last few months.
One of these has been the bonding between dad, mom and of course, little me. It's come to a point where it's potentially dangerous for the three of us to be together in a public place, for we can not help but see the ridiculous in any and every thing around, and knowing that the other two are as aware of the absurd, we must yet loudly ensure that they don't miss it by some oversight. Add to this the fact that we have the use of a language that is somewhat unlikely to be overheard and easily understood practically everywhere (unlike, say, Bengali!! :P ), and we talk in code besides, and you might begin to comprehend why we sometimes find it hard to stop laughing, when the codes sometimes start teetering off the edges of inanity and insanity. I apologize to those who are not in on this joke, but for those who are, I would like to mention the case of 'noshpao' just to refresh your memories.
Besides this, the other good thing has been the travel. Dad and I definitely prefer the train, which is why next months journey shall take place in one, but we are quite fond of traveling by air too, especially since mom gets so frantic about reaching the aero-port on time that we generally reach a good two-three hours in advance and then spend that valuably gleaned time poking each other in various ways. Once in the plane, there are other fun things to do, like wonder why, when there are a million flying institutes all over the place now, can none of the people who hog the mike on-board speak with any amount of clarity? They all sound as though they've learnt English from Rapidex, but that doesn't explain why their Hindi is just as atrocious!
Apart from all the Delhi-Bombay travel, we've also packed in three trips to Shirdi in the last four months, once via Pune. The parents also sneaked off to Bangalore without me! And since the rains started, the journeys to Shirdi have been increasingly scenic and strangely, increasingly short. Something which always makes me want to cringe is when there are huge lines to get into the main shrine there, and instead of spending that time, especially in line for the morning aarti, peacefully and contemplatively, people push and squish you from all sides, and constantly scream in your ears... I'm sure saying jai etc is all good and we shouldn't judge the way other people pray, but why don't people stop behaving as though there is a huge rush, just in case God pops out of the statue and gives something awesome to someone else!! Another thought related to this was the way huge numbers of people were present in Shirdi all three times; we even went midweek, thinking it'd be less crowded, but no, it was as bad as ever! And what is with the news channels??? All they did the last week or so was run sensationalized 'stories' about Sai Baba, which really left me with nothing to do but wrinkle my nose after the first twenty times of their repeating the same line in varying tones of 'this-is-big-news-people!'
I shall go tidy some beds now, which happens to be a passion with me, and something I'm remarkably good at, besides!
4 comments:
unfortunately i wasnt around to eavesdrop on your conversation otherwise i probably might have understood the "strange" language that you communicate in(I am assuming the fact that you were speaking in kashmiri and ontop of that u were speaking in code, to phir toh chodo..waise bhi my kashmiri is pathetic)...aah shirdi..been there more than 20-25 times(have a big fan following at home cant help it, have to become veg on thursdays thanks to that :P)
Talking in codes is sooo cool. My parents did that with each other when we were younger..they used to spell words out in Bengali:) come to think of it they shud still do it..considering I cannot read or write Bengali! I love traveling by train too...the funnest times in my childhood were the long train rides we took from bombay to Calcutta..36 hours of family bonding!
Ah..this 'strange language' sounds most interesting.More about the code,please-you never know when it might come it useful.:)
Ah,I see u're a neatnik,bed-tidying and all.:)Nice!And,happy journeying,be it by train or by air.(Try road travel,too,on the awesome expressways)
@nikhil.. where've you been.. long time! and yes, kashmiri it is :D
and count your blessings... you only have to be veg on thursdays.. i have to do that on mondays, tuesdays and thursdays!!!!!!!
@poo.. hehehe... it definitely is fun! we used to spell out things when we didnt want certain ppl to know what we were saying, but then if you get too used to it, it can get embarassing! (there's a sad story here)my mum can read and write bengali :D
@amitl.. well, its kashmiri, which not too many ppl can understand, specially with the accent and all! and we do travel by the road a lot.. too much in fact!
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