potpourri 9

Too many events, people, and to-do’s happening around, and figured a potpourri would do well.

  1. I temporarily had left my brains in the attic when I created an evite and invited every desi lady in my google address book living within a 20 mile radius of me to come by on Friday. It was fun though, extremely tiring since the knee swells up and does not take orders from me, and I probably ran up and down the stairs at least 50 times that evening alone. Thank God for ice packs and Naproxen.
  2. I now have a little orchard, or more like a fruit farm in my home. The exchange of fruits on Friday eve left me with a double dose of what I had bought in the first place, and I went to just 4 homes. No, 5. The numbers don’t add up, but that’s not the pressing matter of the moment. Am wondering what I’d do with 38 red apples, 5 green apples, 11 clementines, 14 bananas, 8 pears, 4 peaches, and a box of red grapes. Fruit diet for the whole family for the next week or so alone isn’t gonna cut it. This after I’ve already made fruit salad, green apple pickle, and a large loaf of banana bread’s a baking in the oven. I even sent home a cousin with a bag of 10 apples this morning.
  3. For the very first time in my life I tied ‘rakhi’ to my 2nd cousin who would be my only older brother. I am the oldest on both sides of the family and by the time little brothers were born, I pretty much left coop. This guy is my only ‘anna’ (older bro) in that way and the last I met him was in ’98. He’s moved here with the wife, and it was quite exciting meeting him and someone whom I can call ‘vadina’ (bhabhi/manni). I did. Giggled quite a bit. She insisted I cut it out and call her by her name. :( We later on discovered she’s related to my husband in some distant way. More fun, with the husband thrilled beyond words! (We hardly find any links to his family and hence the excitement. My side, it’s hard to find some one who is not related!)
  4. Last week son went to this Sanskrit camp. Well, He didn’t just go. I dragged him there with him kicking and screaming. His whine was that he was missing the games on TV, that it’s quite repetitive and not really “fun”, no one he knew who’d goof off with him, that he had to wake up early and be dressed by 8 am, and why on earth was he learning a language he’d never use. Not necessarily in that order.
  5. Interestingly, the guy has done very well and barks off random statements at our faces, all ending in either “aasthi” or “naasthi” which even the daughter and munchkin’s got the hang of now. He was thrilled with a “oo, now I can say bad bad words and you’d never know.” but was in for a shock when on two separate occasions, the husband replied (in sanskrit) and I also laughed and replied (in English) when he said something. The poor guy. Good thing is he’s taught the munchkin to count 1-20 and that ups her number counting to 6 languages. …and she says it musically too!
  6. There’s a small teeny review on Narthaki.com on our Kuchipudi dance ballet last month. My guru mentioned it to me and I was floored when I read it. Of course it wasn’t a hugely critical article, and maybe they were just words too, but the fact that I was mentioned made me very happy! I suppose it was because in certain ways it was my comeback performance and I jumped in towards the last minute, with my troubled knee and stuff, and the words chosen to describe me was indeed both a humbling and a crowing moment.
  7. There’s a Krishna song that my guru’s composed and I am dying to learn it. It is an expressive number and would be a very satisfying one to emote. Damned Chondromalacia Patella!
  8. Went to the Gem Show that happens every few months or so in the area. Mom wanted to add to the collection of her usual delivery of coral strands to all the ladies who ask for them back home. So I trudged in after driving for exactly 2.5 minutes. As usual, I’d hurry past the Indian jewelers and feast and grab anything that sparkles at the Asian stalls. I am in such awe of their hairpieces, and having 2 daughters at home, gives me enough excuses reasons to spend some cash there.
  9. The gem show’s a fabulous place for people watching. Every 3rd person you see there would be a desi. 98% of these desis will be Telugus. Every 2nd woman will have a set of parents behind her. Every 3rd woman would be pregnant; 3rd trimester pregnant. 95% of the non-pregnant women will have a kid and a husband in tow. (Husband’s primary purpose would be to carry the kid as strollers are’nt allowed inside). 50% of these husbands would have an impassive bored look on their face as they follow the wife with puppy dog devotion. The concentrated look as they focus on the wife’s behind or dupatta is endearing. Blink a second and the wife’s lost in the sea of colorful dupattas, and since all telugu women sound similar in throes of excited bead shopping, they’d remain clueless on their wife’s whereabouts, and hence the concentration. 30% of the remaining husbands would stand at a comfortable safe distance from the stalls, handing out credit cards or cash when asked, while swinging the baby’s seat, standing in a circle that hastily is formed that only we-suffer-together-clique that people in similar agonies are thrown into, indulging in IT lingo, Chiranjeevi’s entrance into politics, IT jargon, and did I say techy mumbo jumbo? The last 20% are the active particpants. It is not uncommon to see the husband push the wife aside and do the shopping for her. Place delicate strands of emeralds along her not so delicate neck and tell her “this looks gorgeous. Good value for money.” or chide her saying “oh no sweetie, the earlier one looked better for your color (of skin).” or even better yet “this guy is no good at all, the quality of beads are better from the NJ store, let’s go there.” Today one husband squeezed between me and another enough for me to lose balance (and am quite sturdy myself) to pull a row of amethyst triumphantly out and exclaim “there, combine this with the pearls and you can wear it with that pattu sari that your uncle bought for you for his daughter’s wedding”. Such sweetness that I had to leave the place before I threw up.
  10. I lost 4 pounds. Don’t ask how. I don’t know myself. ..and Ive been hogging on the boorelu (deep fried round balls of the same stuffing poli has) mom’s made.

Phew!

Advertisements

19 thoughts on “potpourri 9

  1. reg losing 4lbs, mom’s hand cooked food is the trick me thinks! I have been eating at home for the past month, and I have lost some pounds too, contradicting my beliefs, its a miracle me thinks.
    I thought it was home cooked food, but in your case, must be mom cooked food. :–))

  2. rads and other ladies, just curious, why do you observe annual vettalai-paaku custom? What do you tell your kids when they ask why? Isn’t it more relaxing when you call these women and families home for dinner instead?
    Just curious, that’s all, so please to not bite my head off.

  3. To attract the Men and not keep them bored, the Gem show in Kansas city has a rack of model planes and cars made out of wood. They are pretty good and can while away a little bit of time. I have to say you gave a perfect description of the show.

  4. Now your description of men following their wife’s in the Gem show. My husband will bite my tongue off if i mention about anything related to Jewellery. By the way do you have any idea when the next one if happening in NJ

  5. banana bread ah!?!! wow..

    And about point 9, it turned out to be some gem show. Any other unisex kind of place, you can add 15% of desi grad students trying to be part of the crowd, frowning at every step because they just realized every good looking woman in the US is with someone :p

  6. kiran: Thanks, but er, sorry, can’t do that. Links are dangerous. :)

    Adithya: lol, you have to come north. There are some unattached pretty girls around here :)

    boosmom: Mine wouldn’t step in the vicinity of sucha show, and I was begging him to get dropped off as parking was crazy. Try intergem.com, they have a schedule.

    Dinesh: ah, that should help. But see, if the wives allow the husbands only then cars and legos come in useful. I just don’t get why they are dragged there, guys don’t ask us to go with them to Microcenter and Best Buy right?

    Terri: You have moved to Chennai. It’s time you get cracking with customs such as these :P
    Dinner and vethalapakku are two totally different things no?

    SK: Ah, am sure :)

  7. WT: haha, o come now. They have some really fancy shoes and purses :D

    Loga: hehe, it isn’t hard :D
    Oh, just pretend it’s green mango pieces, and do the pickle. :) Not a bad idea to post now that I think about it.

  8. Instead of evite.com, try socializr next time; has some better features.

    Lol @ the gem show description. What is with desis and corals??? All the sellers are Chinese and all the buyers are Desi. The last time we had gone there, I saw the Chinese woman had written down some common Tamil and Telugu phrases (in English). How do you say “no bargaining, final price” in Telugu? :D

  9. Oh sure I do ask my wife to accompany me to Best buy. I tell her how electronics is really a work of art just like Jewels and I take interest in her Jewel shopping too, though my patience can wear out sooner than hers.

  10. Dinesh: lol :)
    It’s just a lot less stress when certain areas are cordoned off for certain genders. Short periods of times are perfectly fine for both. My 2cents.

    Praveen: O yeah! :)
    Yes, I can, just that it wans’t really a custom and I would have killed for an older bro growing up. *sigh.

    WT: No no serious, a couple of guys had fancy joothi-look-alikes! Purses are galore :)

    bpsk: You right! Socializr looks neat.
    LOL@signs. :))

  11. rads:

    re: #9.

    i’ve read this description (or something very similar) somewhere … hey, i believe it was on bpsk’s, wasn’t it? we were all commenting about guys – husbands/boyfriends/… – hanging around etc. etc.

    – s.b.

  12. sb: LOL. If anyone can excavate a lost post, that’s got to be you! :)
    Yea, it’s on similar lines, except that this is a mela, and I’ve sufficiently pissed off my few telugu readers. :\

    mayG: Of course, will do! :D

I'd love to hear what you have to say, do write back!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s