Life ante….vedi vedi pakoda with chai….

….annantha simple ga unte entha bagundu ๐Ÿ˜€ Sorry…I had to write this post in telugu and english to retain its essence. The weather could be the reason behind this post…or the lack of noise on the streets…or the chatter of people. It’s dull, it’s gloomy….almost dark…and it’s just 4 and supposedly the middle of summer. Just one of those days when I miss home ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Podunne pani pilla sarduthu chese sabdam tho lese feeling okati…pin drop silence tho lese feeling inkokati. Mummy kitchen lo help cheyii cheyii ante cheyyanu cheyyanuu antu maha rani laaga day begin ayyedi india lo. Manchi coffee tho news paper browsing….tv channels marchinde marchi…suthi kottinantha varaku…anni channels lo almost yoga gurincho lekapothe lucky stones and best Gods gurinchi. Naalugu thitlu thitti vallani….mummy tharimithe freshen up avvatam. Evaro okaru vachi vellatam…vallatho kaburlu…friends…eating out…walking on necklace road…going to the near by mall…to a book store probably…cursing the traffic…the auto drivers…the guys who purposely rub themselves against you while walking…so on and so forth. Rojulo oka vanda sarlaina politicians ni, TV channels ni definite ga thittukovatam….maali ade tv channels chudatam ๐Ÿ˜€ Flats lo unte adi inko sarada…evening kalla poolu amme vaadu…snacks amme vaadu raavatam….vaadi venta watch man padatam ‘kaiku aaya re yahaan…kisne permission diya teruku’ antu ๐Ÿ˜€

There are so many things wrong about India. I can point out at least 10 different things just about today. I sometimes tell S that I never want to go back..that is how angry I get. My parents tell me not to come back. They say life is difficult in India…’manushula manasulu roju roju ki kalushitam authunnayi’ – mummy’s wise words ๐Ÿ˜€ But day’s like today….I miss home so much ๐Ÿ˜ฆ I miss the gulmohar trees…I miss the Irani chai with biscuits…the pani puri…I miss the smell of earth after the first drops of rain…I miss standing in our balcony and looking at road that is ever changing…we could once see the Hussain Sagar from our balcony…but all I see now are tall buildings. A new fly-over’s come up…feel like it’s right outside our flat.

I have forgotten what it means to have neighbours. Here, I do not know who lives next door…there’s no exchange of curries ๐Ÿ˜‰ no bringing babies over…no checking out each others shopping. Aren’t we supposed to be social animals??

We’ll be travelling to India next month…just for a few weeks though…and it’s willย terribly busy…but looking forward to it.

May be tomorrow, it it’s sunny, you might see a really cheerful post from me ๐Ÿ˜€

Ciao ๐Ÿ™‚

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3 thoughts on “Life ante….vedi vedi pakoda with chai….

  1. oo .. I luv gulmohar trees too..
    the noisy neighbourhoods.. the nosy neighbours..
    the different smells of food, dust , pollution and lovely flowers from the roadsides
    India rocks!

  2. oo .. I luv gulmohar trees too..
    the noisy neighbourhoods.. the nosy neighbours..
    the different smells of food, dust , pollution and lovely flowers from the roadsides
    India rocks!

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