Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
This is the lyrics from the famous ‘Home! Sweet Home’ song. Whenever your parents restrict you with their rules, you feel like leaving from home and sometime say ‘I will go somewhere instead of your tortures’ But whatever we say, away from home is like living hell after few days. (Honeymoon is an exception: P). My parents are no exception from this. “You want us to spoon fed you uh? When will you learn responsibilities? Are you still a kid? Playing in computer? See others. One girl has achieved blahs and blahs in science. Her age is indeed lesser than you. But you, eating, sleeping, playing etc etc” and the sermon goes on till they get tired: D The one film that showed how my life was outside home- Wake Up Sid. I even reviewed it in my blog, it is the one that depicts transformation of a boy to a man (But I am already physically, If you know what I mean :D) and I did learn a little of life and responsibility during this phase.
The company I was placed called me to Pune for training. When all my classmates were put up in Chennai, Bangalore, I was tad unlucky to be put up there. My Dad enquired all details about Pune (He was ignorant where Pune is :P :D) and I found Mr G through my Company’s social networking community (Technology advancement :D), he even hunted the rooms. I obediently joined him and after a day’s journey in train, my family successfully met his and we booked our living room the same day. It’s a big house that had a common kitchen/bathroom/restroom/hall and five big bedrooms. The house owner must be genius and he rented the bedrooms. The guy was reluctant to allow two of us in same room (Two in a room is lose for him na) but thanks to Mr G’s hindi gyan, he agreed to, duly inflating the rent to 500 bucks (Bleddy buggar)
Language is not at all a problem because even if you speak in Hindi, they reply in Marathi only. The thing is not I don’t know both. I know Hindi and Marathi but the problem is people there don’t understand the Hindi and Marathi I speak :D Thanks to a Hindi song, Ek Dho Teen, I knew numbers in Hindi (but that too till Tara) So whenever I go for shopping or lunch/dinner, I manage as “Bhaiyya Dho roti, Bhaiyya Ek Dooth” But the problem I faced is sometimes there won’t be price written in few items and the overall bill in few hotels is recited. So I have to ask ‘Kya, Kya, Kya’ and pitying me he will tell in English. The hotel boy and the shopkeeper (I call his shop as bhaiyya shop) got used to me that whenever I visit them; they will laugh at me and say ‘Two Roti, One Milk’ when I say ‘Dho roti, Bhaiyya Ek Dooth’ (Mission succeeded to make people learn English for me) The other words I learnt are Mujhe Hindi Nehi Maalum, garam, Thandaa, bindass, thoda thoda maalum, Kuch Kuch Hotha (spell carefully because in Tamizh this word denotes a beautiful meaning :D) Hai and few more hindi movies. I even used Engli (English + Hindi) in few places especially saloon like this – ‘Side ke short karo, front ke thoda kam karo’
For the first time I learnt how to prepare Coffee, Tea, Dosai (ready-made mix was available) Here are dosa photos :P If you think bachelor rooms are disorganized and messy, then you could be proved wrong by visiting our room. The geeks of Pril, Scotch Brite and Lizol felt blessed once I started using them :P and I was loving it too. But the biggest headache was washing clothes. Thanks to my sister, she helped me in the quantity of detergent I should put, how long I should let the clothes soak, how to brush, how many changes of water needed, how to rinse and how to drain and dry. I used to call her after every step during the first time :D My roommate by the meantime was ready for his lunch (I started washing after our breakfast at 10 and the clock struck 1 once I am done with :D ) From the next attempt, the time gradually reduced and my clothes got brighter and brighter. I even learnt how to Iron clothes (thanks to G this time) Soon we found out a dry cleaner and whenever we feel lazy to wash or light colored clothes piled up, we knocked theirs.
How Pune without thought for food and thought for girls? I will share them in the next post :)
PS: For those wondering what is the relation between title and content, I am sorry for disappointing you :P May be you need to catch up the next one to find it. :D