I never imagined my life away from my mumma..
The mum Crocodile puts her children in the middle of the pond so they learn swiming.
Gurgaon was like "middle of the pond" for me. Swiming...like Learning practicalities of life.
31 oct. i shifted to live with an army family as P.G...........
.... The creature who never went to school,college and now job on time...and who always loved his bed more than Zinta's dimples ,word "Army" was little upsetting .....
It was like someone has put my bed on L.O.C...!!
~First week at L.O.C.~
In Dreams, army drills have replaced lindsay,duff... Tanks replaced carrrera and audi......
I looked at my watch more often, always had the feeling ... some gun is put on my head 24x7..
~Dinner Scenario......~
As a normal guy i hate {K,G,T}... Kaddu,Ghiya,Tori... if you still like any of these,there is something terribly wrong bro... Only way out is suicide...
3rd day 9:30 P.M....Dinner table..
Me: Whats in the dinner auntieji(The riffle hanging on the wall Compelled me to use ji)..
Army Auntie:Rajma,Kaddu..
Me:Oh I love Kaddu...
Having dinner i recalled approx. 8595 dinners i had with my mumma over last 23 years..,how i used to show tantrums.. Inspite of awesome food she made...never ever complimented her..
"Lesson Learnt : I always take good things for granted".....
After Dinner....
Me: Kaddu was tasty....
A.A: namak zyada tha...
Me: Was Perfect.. (i hate women when they try to extract more praises.....)
...................
Day 8:
I prepared some "proposals" to be put up at dinner...
No K.G.T
No English....
For 1 week they used english with me. Everyone here loved english. Even Dhobi of our locality has read "Wren and Martin"....
Day 9:
I started replying in Hindi... They followed...day 9 was like coming back to India after onsite trip.
Things have changed now( or i made them..) We discussed Kanshi during 1st week... now mallika , rakhi steal the show...
Everything from whisky brands to big screen girls to cars i have discussed it al.. wid uncle..
Living with another family meant great compromises... low music,no girls, sometime K.G.T's ...
Though i love being here but i still miss those before sleep hugs,those nite walks,girls vs boys debates with mumma......
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford~
I think we travel the world over to search of what we need and we have to return home to find it..There can be no substitute to family...
Neways coming back to L.O.C. ...
i love being here.... and i do have lindsay in my dreams.. although she rides on army tanks.... but i guess it's enough for me...:)
The mum Crocodile puts her children in the middle of the pond so they learn swiming.
Gurgaon was like "middle of the pond" for me. Swiming...like Learning practicalities of life.
31 oct. i shifted to live with an army family as P.G...........
.... The creature who never went to school,college and now job on time...and who always loved his bed more than Zinta's dimples ,word "Army" was little upsetting .....
It was like someone has put my bed on L.O.C...!!
~First week at L.O.C.~
In Dreams, army drills have replaced lindsay,duff... Tanks replaced carrrera and audi......
I looked at my watch more often, always had the feeling ... some gun is put on my head 24x7..
~Dinner Scenario......~
As a normal guy i hate {K,G,T}... Kaddu,Ghiya,Tori... if you still like any of these,there is something terribly wrong bro... Only way out is suicide...
3rd day 9:30 P.M....Dinner table..
Me: Whats in the dinner auntieji(The riffle hanging on the wall Compelled me to use ji)..
Army Auntie:Rajma,Kaddu..
Me:Oh I love Kaddu...
Having dinner i recalled approx. 8595 dinners i had with my mumma over last 23 years..,how i used to show tantrums.. Inspite of awesome food she made...never ever complimented her..
"Lesson Learnt : I always take good things for granted".....
After Dinner....
Me: Kaddu was tasty....
A.A: namak zyada tha...
Me: Was Perfect.. (i hate women when they try to extract more praises.....)
...................
Day 8:
I prepared some "proposals" to be put up at dinner...
No K.G.T
No English....
For 1 week they used english with me. Everyone here loved english. Even Dhobi of our locality has read "Wren and Martin"....
Day 9:
I started replying in Hindi... They followed...day 9 was like coming back to India after onsite trip.
Things have changed now( or i made them..) We discussed Kanshi during 1st week... now mallika , rakhi steal the show...
Everything from whisky brands to big screen girls to cars i have discussed it al.. wid uncle..
Living with another family meant great compromises... low music,no girls, sometime K.G.T's ...
Though i love being here but i still miss those before sleep hugs,those nite walks,girls vs boys debates with mumma......
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford~
I think we travel the world over to search of what we need and we have to return home to find it..There can be no substitute to family...
Neways coming back to L.O.C. ...
i love being here.... and i do have lindsay in my dreams.. although she rides on army tanks.... but i guess it's enough for me...:)
1 comments:
Very interesting read...specially the K G T !!!
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