In Jest

Running fashionably late

“Ma’am, even though the pooja will be over by 1 pm, you and Sir please come at 1.30 pm for the Prasad.” Jaya was explicit in her instructions, while inviting me and my better half for Prasad at her home. The reason for ‘half an hour after the culmination of the pooja’ was, “You always arrive ten minutes before the appointed time,” which was followed by an emoticon that signified ‘embarrassment’. What I could read between the lines was that ‘my reaching at the appointed hour is many a time a source ..

Lost in translation

“Hi, can you give me a kilo of minced meat?” I asked the butcher. My son-in-law loves goat mutton, and in the USA, where he is currently stationed, goat mutton is a rare commodity. So whenever I go to Chicago, the first thing that we do - my son-in-law and I - is travel 25 miles to shop for goat mutton, so that he can have his fill, till my next visit. But that’s not the hard part - as I realised during my last visit. The real challenge is communicating in ‘English’. Yes, you read that right. I mean ..

Weight & See

“CHUTKI bhar sindoor ki keemat tum kya jaano, Dev Babu,” was what kept running through my mind when discussion at the coffeetable centered around Vinesh Phogat’s 100 gms debacle. While the group debated hotly the Phogat case - some talking in favour, others not so favourably, my thoughts raced to the countless times when a matter of grams may have meant, in my case anyway, the difference between life and death. The pesky grams, that one might think of to be totally insignificant, canmake - or break ..