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The Final Farewell

Thursday, November 08, 2012

The last Week has been kind of surreal----as if I'm a part of a Nightmare that I'd like to desperately wake up from but somehow it is never ending and I just can't!!The day I was dreading but waiting for has finally come and gone---Sudhir has been laid to rest with all the proper Rituals and Rites of Hinduism.Yesterday--7th. November--was his first Death Anniversary according to the Hindu Lunar Calender----and it was marked by a solemn Religious Ceremony to honour it.Yesterday Sayali performed the "Varsha Shraadh Puja" for him and he now is supposedly fully released from all Earthly bonds and ties.
For us Hindus this is a very solemn occasion---a kind of a final "Goodbye" to the departed Soul.A Feast is cooked--consisting of some mandatory Pulses and Vegetables as well as those that the deceased was fond of.Since we are Gowd Saraswat Brahmins----or GSB for short----our food is cooked fully without the use of Onion and Garlic for Foods such as these are considered unfit for the Soul to eat!!Since his sisters and mine had not been a part of his final Rites in the USA I wanted them to have a sense of closure---and a chance to say their Farewells to him.The Rites and Rituals entail an elaborate variety of Stuff--and since Sayali had told me that she'd be here on the 6th. November I got busy running around and doing most of the stuff before she arrived.
As usual she flummoxed me---had Sandy not intervened she'd have been here last Friday--the 2nd.November itself--but she actually made it in on the 3rd. November because BA was busy flying people home in the week preceding those dates.For me it was a wonderful and lovely surprise as well as a great relief to have her with me as we finished making the final arrangements together.The Caterers had been fixed as had the Priest performing the "Puja" and the Lists had been systematically ticked off to ensure that everything was in order.Preparations for cooking Sudhir's favourites at home began on the 6th.---with Sayali making one his favourite Indian Desserts--"Shrikhand" at home.I cooked a savoury dish he was extremely fond of named "Panchamrut" signifying the essence of Life---tickling one's tongue with five different flavours--Sweet,Spicy,Sour,Bitter and Salty.This is one of those mandatory dishes--and a must for all "Pujas"---both in Happiness or in Death!!Then I cooked his favourites----Fresh raw Black eyed Peas,sprouted Field Beans,sprouted Mung Bean Curry also mandatory and "Doodh Paak" a rich Indian Dessert which is made with Ghee roasted Basmati Rice ground coarsely and cooked in Milk.Sugar and reduced,thickened Milk is added once the Rice is fully cooked----along with Saffron Strands and Cardamom-Nutmeg Powders.Besides that I also cooked the plain "Varan-Bhaat" or Dal and Rice--another mandatory dish.By 9.30 a.m. everything was ready and by 10.15 a.m. the Caterer and his men had reached.The priest arrived by 11.15 a.m. and after assembling the Components ritualistically the Ceremony began at 11.45 a.m.---continuing till 1.45 p.m. when the feeding the Crows Ceremony took place.
This Ceremony of feeding the Crows is an interesting thing to observe and has always fascinated me.A Silver/Copper/Brass/Steel plate is lined with a fresh,tender Banana Leaf,filled with Food and ceremoniously laid out in an open space for the Crows to feast on.Many times the Crows begin eating out of it immediately--signifying that departed Soul is pleased and happy to participate in the "Puja" being offered for it but sometimes they just gather around and don't touch the Food at all--circling around the Plate instead.It is then that the relatives think of different reasons as to why the Soul is reluctant to participate in the Ceremony and begin uttering various promises to appease the departed person.A particular promise may click and then the Crows may begin to eat the Food offered---but in case that does not happen a Crow made of Hay is used and the Ceremony completed---leaving a niggling sense of doubt, defeat and inadequacy in the hearts of the relatives concerned.However such cases are far less than the ones where Crows gather round immediately and within minutes the Banana Leaf is empty!!Such was the case yesterday---we were followed by Crows the moment we stepped out of our Apartment Building the Crows began flocking around us--following us to the designated spot.The moment we set down the Plate the first Crow dipped his beak in the serving of Sayali's Shrikhand---and then all of these feathered messengers of Souls began polishing off the rest of the Food in earnest!!!The Leaf was overflowing with Food--for there were 20 courses and 7 Sweets on it!!The funniest thing about the way they ate--for they followed the same pattern that Sudhir would have--with "Shrikhand-Puri "first--the "Bhajiyaas/Pakoras,Kachrees and Chutney" next next and then the "Varan-Bhaath with Papadums and Panchamrut"!!!
I have a sense of satisfaction because of the way everything functioned smoothly----the whole Ceremony unfolded sedately--moving on well oiled wheels.The other aspect of this--the one which is tearing me apart internally---is to finally accept that he will never be coming back to me ever again!!I hope all the positive Vibes both Sayali and I received mean that he is happy and contented with everything we did yesterday and that he completely approves of it.Now I face a bleak Future alone--surviving till he finally comes to fetch me when it is time for me to go.So--collecting lots of logical data to bicker on with you when we meet again--hopefully very soon!!

  
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CHERIRIDDELL 11/14/2012 6:34AM

    OH Komal I am so pleased Sayali was there with you..The ceremony sounds lovely a beautiful celebration of love.You are not really alone until your happy reunion with Sudhir you have Sayali and a group of very loyal friends who thinkl the wrld of you!love and hugs,Cheri

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PRACHI17 11/11/2012 1:27PM

    Now I know how my mom must have felt , we were so busy with all the details that we never got to have a heart to heart ... thank you for sharing this .. gonna cal my mom now!

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MIRFA71 11/11/2012 11:12AM

    That was a very beautiful ceremony filled with love for the departed. I hope the memories you made with Sudhir will fill your days with love and comfort. emoticon

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IMEMINE1 11/11/2012 8:59AM

    emoticon What a beautiful and heart felt blog. emoticon
Thank you for sharing. I learn so much from your blogs.
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OVERWORKEDJANET 11/10/2012 7:38AM

    Think of all the stories you cal tell him when you meet again!

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BOVEY63 11/8/2012 12:01PM

    A beautiful tribute to your love!
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*MADHU* 11/8/2012 10:49AM

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MAHGRET 11/8/2012 9:59AM

    I am sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing so many details about your traditions, it sounds like a beautiful ceremony.

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EACHDAYAGIFT 11/8/2012 9:34AM

    What a beautiful expression of love. I'm glad Sayali was able to help, and was excited to hear that the crows ate immediately, and in Sudhir's preferred order. I know he is pleased and proud of you and, in my beliefs, no time at all will seem to have passed for him when he is reunited with you. It is you, living a mortal life still who has to feel the days and years between now and that happy reunion. I continue to hope and pray that you will find joyful ways to live out that time with gusto, Komal!
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SAASHA17 11/8/2012 7:44AM

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Im glad the ceremony went as planned..wish I had words to comfort u Komal...I am sorry for ur loss...

take care
Manasa

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"Runaanubandh" or Connections!!

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Today Chhaaya Bai left her 22 years old job with us---abruptly without an explanation!!She just sent me a terse message with Vanita saying that she will not be coming to work at our home any more!!While the way it was done pained me I think perhaps she felt she could not have done it any other way--for 22 years is a long time!!
She first came to me on the 13th. August 1990---a thin wiry lady whom I engaged as a "Sous" Cook as those days my health wasn't very good----hence I needed someone to look after the Kitchen whenever I fell sick.Since she too hailed from the Konkan, her style of cooking suited all 4 of us---and gradually she became a part of our lives and then our family.Later in June,1999 she brought in her co sister -in-law Vanita to me when my Jayashree Bai left due to some problems in her Village.Since then these two have been the mainstay in my home--till yesterday!!During my Dengue Hospital Stay these two helped Mummy to run the house on smoothly oiled wheels---and Vanita began coming every Evening to cook our dinners.These two kept my household on an even keel during the period of December 2006-31st July 2007--during which my Operation,Chemotherapy and Radiation took place.Later it was once more these two who kept the wheels turning for the 10 days I spent in Hospital after my Heart attack and Angioplasty--and these two who looked after me afterwards--helping Sudhir to nurse me back to Health.
It was to keep Sudhir peaceful that this duo would arrive before he left for Court in the morning---and wait till he came back home in the evenings--ceremoniously handing over my Parcel to him!!!They never left me alone after that because this duo and Sudhir were convinced that I was going to cop it any time---so they kept me under their Eagle eye throughout the day!!After he passed away last year ,this duo provided me with a great amount of emotional support---by just listening to my Memories or being there whenever I grieved!!Today one link has broken--how--why I do not know!!Since I have received a message via Vanita I will not embarass Chhaaya Bai by broaching the subject of the "whys" and the "wherefores" with her.Obviously it has been a decision that she has arrived at after due deliberation and long thought.She has plenty of Health problems---like a gap in her back Vertebrae as well as Arthritic knees and a frozen shoulder as well.Physical handicaps that have been earned after a hard life.Today I'm left with a lingering sadness for a relationship that has been a large part of my life has ended---and more than an Employee I have lost a Friend.I guess the period of our "Runanubandh" or Relationship was just till now---and today the bond that bound us ended.So I will only say this to my Friend----quoting Byron--- "Fare Thee Well --and if Forever Still Forever Fare Thee Well!!'

  
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CHERIRIDDELL 10/31/2012 6:29PM

    I am so sorry to hear this Komal perhaps she is ill and does not want to burden you with it ,it does seem a very abrupt way to leave.

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XXMILAXX 10/31/2012 4:24AM

    Awe..sorry. Maybe you should talk to her and make sure everything is ok. Goodbyes are hard, however they happen. :-(

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JUDYAMK 10/30/2012 9:51PM

    Oh how sad, perhaps you can send a letter to her letting her know how much she meant to you & your family..Even though she left she is surly hurting also & maybe she is too shy to talk to you about it. I could not let this go..she was not only a help mate,but also as a member of your family, not through blood but through an intertwining of oneness that came so close to as member of your family.
What does a Parcel mean?
Take care
Judy

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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/30/2012 6:06PM

    Maybe she didn't enjoy the idea of your new business venture and all the extra cooking that might come about as a result. Hopefully you two can talk about it and remain friends even without her working for you. 22 years is a long relationship to just let drift away without explanation.

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MIRFA71 10/30/2012 1:11PM

    Sorry to hear Komal. These household helps become a part of our families and life with time. It is very sad and heartening when they just leave so abruptly and sometimes with out explanation. But guess, they get tired and just can't help it. They are always missed. emoticon

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BOVEY63 10/30/2012 11:51AM

    So sorry Komal. Maybe it was too difficult for her to say goodbye. Hopefully after some time has passed, she will come back in your life as the friend you have cherished for so long.
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SAASHA17 10/30/2012 11:20AM

    emoticon That is sad..hope she visits to talk to u about it...

take care Komal..

love u loads
Manasa

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*MADHU* 10/30/2012 10:16AM

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CHARITY1973 10/30/2012 5:17AM

    I am sorry to hear of your loss and the suddenness of it. It reminded me of a Robert Frost quote, "Ah, when to the heart of man was it ever less than a treason to go with the drift of things to yield with a grace to reason and bow and accept at the end of a love or a season."

I hope you are well looked after. Comfort is so missed when it is lost. Best wishes. If I were in Mumbai, I'd take tea with you and hear your stories. I'd like that.

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Seasoned Fighter!!!

Friday, October 26, 2012

Possessed of a fiery temper I learnt to stand up for myself at a very young age!!!The best part of my early childhood was that though Chandigarh was the much touted "Modern" Planned City the ambience and atmosphere was unabashedly rural!!For me those were the real halcyon days---for only those who have experienced the true nature of Rural India will relate to my Memories!!The beautiful "dusty" Plains of The Punjab are populated by an expansive,large hearted people----who are perhaps the most caring of all Indians.Unfortunately their attitude towards women is very flawed---and those women who are modern in their outlook and demeanor are looked upon as being forward---which is another word for "loose charactered'" and hence considered easy prey for all those macho B******s who like to revel in what they think is their masculinity!!
My Nanny, Amma was a simple Hill woman---very beautiful to look at.Many of my mother's friends would ask her how she was comfortable employing such a person--to which my mother would reply very simply that she trusted my father implicitly!!I feel proud to assert that she was one hundred percent right--for my poor,besotted father never had eyes for anyone else but my mother--a fact which earned him the name "Devidas" from his nephew Milind!!Devi happened to be Mummy's name and "Das" means Slave in most Indian languages--including Marathi and Hindi!!I was brought up mainly by my Nanny--and would accompany her to visit her relatives---even eating there if it happened to be Mealtime.Both my parents were never class conscious---and that is why we had the most beautiful childhood any child could have dreamt of!!Today what I miss the most is the unconditional warmth of those relations--for these people accepted me as myself--not Amma's ward!!While I was cocooned in this warm acceptance Amma also made me aware of the seamier side of the World---teaching me to interpret which people I should be wary of---as I grew up and also how to use my knees in self defence!!
My preferred weapon since very early childhood has been the "Chappal" as we call our Indian slippers.The earliest opportunity when I used it was on my "Masterji" or Teacher.It so happened that I was an extremely mischievous child--- constantly getting into scrapes and being "disciplined" by Mummy---for those were the days when the Proverb "Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child" held true!!!Thanks to this we did not share a very cordial relationship---and it was Amma who'd act as the mediator between us!!One day I climbed on to Daddy's Study Table and copied a few letters on his typewriter--unknowingly typing out his name---and this convinced my thrilled father that I was a Genius---a misconception he harboured for the rest of his life!!The result of this was that a Master was hired from a nearby Village to come and teach me and my coterie of Friends.Those days we had large Wooden planks that doubled as Slates.These Planks would be rubbed with a sticky Mud and left to dry in the Sun on the previous day.Once dried we'd mix Ink Powder with a little Water to form Ink and use a Cane Quill to write with--after it had been dipped in the prepared Ink.In Hindi these were called "Takhta (Plank),Kalam (Pen) and Dawaat (Ink)".This master was another one who firmly believed in corporal punishment--his favourite form of inflicting torture being pulling our ears!!I complained many times to both Amma and Mummy--who both turned around and asked me to pay attention and behave instead of blaming "Masterji" who was to be revered because he was a Teacher!!We hail from Kolhapur--a Principality in the Deccan very famous for it's Gold Jewellery,Red Chillies and Spices and also Leather Ware.My paternal Grandma Akka had sent me a pair of handcrafted "Kolhapuri Chappals" made in the old fashioned manner with very thick,layered Leather soles bound together with Leather thongs--not nails.We used to remove these and keep these next to us on the floor while sitting cross legged on the "Chataaee" or Grass Mat while studying.That day Mummy and I had already had an altercation before Masterji arrived so my mood was pretty bad to begin with.Add to that the fact that he took objection to the way I'd written my Hindi Alphabets--out shot his arm and closing his fingers around my ear he hauled me up!!
As he hauled me up I gathered one of my chappals in my right arm--after which all Hell broke loose!!I started clobbering poor Masterji around his head--shouting all the while in Hindi"Merey kaan kheenchegaa?" meaning" Will you pull my ears?"In desperation he began running around the huge Verandah we used as a Classroom--with me speeding behind him,my little chappal held aloft--landing in a few good ones at each opportunity I got!!By the time Amma and Mummy got to me I was completely incensed and he totally cowed down!!While Amma tried to calm me down,Masterji turned to Mummy and said "Bibijee aapki beti toh toofan hai--yeh kabhi bhi kuchh nahin banpaayegi" which translated means that Madam your daughter is a Hooligan who'll never amount to anything!!Mummy paid him off for the entire balance month and sent him on his way---and after he left we had a glowering match--which I'm proud to say I won--for my poor ear was red,swollen and painful!!
This encounter gave me a taste for fighting--and while I never started a fight I never let anyone walk over me either--just because I was a puny,little girl.Here a lot of credit goes to my father and Jeanneret Uncle---- both of whom included me in their Treks and Climbs in the Shivaliks--where I learnt to love and appreciate the beautiful bounty of Nature.This also turned me into a wiry and physically strong individual those days called a "Tomboy" .Daddy used to call me his "Pathan" and he helped me grow into a confident,well read and physically fit young woman.Add to that the muscles I developed because my physical activity which included grinding a variety of Masalas on our huge Grinding Stone for Mummy each Sunday morning.I can never forget the incredulous amazement on Atya's face when I ground the Coconut Curry Paste fine on the even bigger Grinding Stone in our Kitchen in Bombay--for these tasks were done in my new household by the male hired help---never the women!!

  
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BOVEY63 10/28/2012 6:39PM

    I love this story!

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PURPLEPEONY 10/28/2012 12:40PM

    Wonerful story...it seems as if you were very strong willed as a child. At least you never had to get you ears pulled by your teacher again!

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MIRFA71 10/28/2012 1:39AM

    Beautiful and funny as well. Your blogs are a pleasure to read. Wishing you health!! emoticon

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JUDYAMK 10/27/2012 9:21PM

    I can just picture you clobbering him & chasing the teacher around the room. That is wonderful that you grew up as a strong willed person that stuck up for your values & rights & still have that feisty spirit.
Judy

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/27/2012 12:44PM

    Perhaps it is a good thing for the teachers of the world we met later in life.If we had paired up as children we might have turned the world on end LOL!I can imagine what one fiery little dark haired girl egged on by one fiery little red head could have done to school masters far and wide!

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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/26/2012 11:37PM

    Oh, Komal, I laughed so long and loudly at the scene you painted! I was cheering for you and thrilled to the core at what you did! I had an abusive nun for my first grade teacher and your story makes me imagine all us little parochial school students jumping up from our desks and piling on top her, yelling, "Scrape our arms with a hairbrush, will you? Shake us until we fall down, will you? Tell us we are going to burn in hell, will you? Think again, sister!" I just love little Komal!

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JAMBABY0 10/26/2012 11:29PM

    good luck

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New Delhi--and Histrionics!!

Friday, October 26, 2012

Just after we got engaged Sudhir had a wonderful offer from a friend of his father's about joining him in New Delhi----and since I'd grown up in Chandigarh the friend thought that I'd be ideal as a wife if Sudhir did that!!Like a fool I said "No"!!Had I not said that perhaps Sudhir would have realised his full potential as a Lawyer on the biggest Canvas he could have got----The Supreme Court of India!!But then ours not to question Fate--things come to pass as they have been written and as a Fatalist I accept this fact!!For me New Delhi has been a dream come true and my association with it has left me with a zillion happy Memories--and a few bad ones!!
My Aunt--Kusum Atya--used to live near the Railway Tracks and we children had a great fascination for wandering about on these--specially the Iron Rails which were a way to test our balance.Walking on these without stepping down was like walking the Tight Rope for us.Once my cousin Vaija,Ritu and I were indulging in our favourite Balancing Act when some boys chanced upon us.Vaija with her extremely slender build and short haircut looked like a boy and must have seemed like a young lad to them---while fat little Ritu was just a round little ball some 5-6 years old.That made me appear an easy prey for them to target for entertaining themselves---but they didn't really know me.Despite my slender and feminine build I was wiry and as strong as Steel and very quick at drawing my slippers into my hand---and that done using these with great enthusiasm on those poor,hapless,unsuspecting victims!!Not just that---I enjoyed beating up those poor guys to within an inch of their lives---and gather appreciation from all the onlookers for having taught these rowdies a much needed lesson.
That day as Luck would have it I had an even better weapon--an old fashioned Umbrella--in my hands.As this gang of Boys drew near I hoped desperately that they would merely pass us by--but North Indian males are the most deprived B*****ds amongst the species of Indian men and they began making lewd remarks and suggestive gestures as they tried to circle us.I waited for the strongest of them to enter my striking range--acting scared and helpless all the while.Thinking that they had me where they wanted they closed in--and I struck!!!
Whirling around on the balls of my feet I flung my arm out and hit the nearest target with the Umbrella drawing on all my strength---striking the one nearest bang square in the face--splitting his cheek with the base of the Umbrella.The next one got clipped on his ear---and by now I was whirling like a Dervesh in a trance--enjoying the activity and completely in sync with myself. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins--and the utter consternation displayed on their faces added a ludicrous surrealty to the entire scene.Seeing my demeanor and determination writ large on my face those boys decided to turn tail and run--but one fellow--perhaps to salvage his male ego tried to wrest the Umbrella from me--using sheer physical force.What he didn't bargain for was my knee-- which I'd been instructed by my Nanny to use as an effective weapon---I brought it up smartly between his legs---and he fell writhing to the ground in agony!!!This really scattered all his friends and they took off in any which direction they could find--leaving him writhing in pain on the ground!!!
The situation having been satisfactorily settled the three of us also sped away with as much speed as we could muster--and since that day never went back to the Railway Tracks--for Discretion is definitely the better part of Valour!!

  
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JUDYAMK 10/26/2012 10:19PM

    When I was a teenager a boy called me a nasty name . I was so shocked & upset,I took my baton & smashed it down on his one knee.He looked at me wide eyed & went home,he never did say any nasty names to be again. So good for you for standing up for yourself.
Judy

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MILLISMA 10/26/2012 9:29PM

    I see that I'm not the only one that thinks you should put all of your blogs in a book. You are a remarkable lady!

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BOVEY63 10/26/2012 4:40PM

    You were a feisty one!
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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/26/2012 2:39PM

    Ha! I was thinking of Cheri as I read this, in all her red haired fury. and then saw she responded that she would have fought beside you. Girl power! I, unfortunately, would have probably just frozen in fear or peed my pants, LOL! Luckily no one ever tried to beat me up.

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MIRFA71 10/26/2012 12:07PM

    I agree with Manasa and Janet. Your book will make a beautiful read. It will have all the shades of life. emoticon

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SAASHA17 10/26/2012 7:27AM

    Hahaha u are a rockstar...as Janet said, u shud write a book...

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OVERWORKEDJANET 10/26/2012 5:58AM

    One day take all these blogs and compile a book!

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/26/2012 4:43AM

    Oh I loved this story,and Komal you are definitely one of the triplets .I could see myself there beside you helping you reacted just like I would have !!!!!

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Wengers---and New Delhi!!

Thursday, October 25, 2012

I watch a Program on NDTV India International Channel called "Highway on My Plate" and it features these two crazy guys called Rocky and Mayur who roam the length and breadth of India sampling the Cuisines in the most accessible as well as the remotest areas in India.Today's Episode was based on New Delhi and featured a Shop I've loved and salivated over for my entire Life---Wengers---situated bang in Connought Circus!!!To me this one Shop is what the Taj Mahal Hotel's La Patisserie is to my daughters--a lifetime of wonderful treats!!
Daddy's visits to New Delhi during my childhood meant getting Parcels of the yummy Shami Kababs that Wengers is so famous for.Visits to New Delhi also meant standing in Wengers and eating calorie packed Fresh Cream stuffed Chocolate Eclairs,Pastries and Tarts---all fresh and just made!!The Chicken patties--made with Puff pastry shells stuffed with minced spicy Chicken as well as the yummy,meaty Shami Kababs--crisp on the outside and scrumptiously meaty on the inside tempered generously with Spices and Mint Leaves even today invoke a mouth watering nostalgia!!
Daddy's visits to Delhi during my childhood meant the fabulous Masalas or Spice Powders from Roopak Stores at Ajmal Khan Road in the Karol Baugh area of Old Delhi.This Shop was started by by a family of refugees from the Pakistani Punjab in 1958.Till today their Spices retain the old taste that my tongue remembers from my childhood---and this was one place where Sudhir would lose his cool each time we visited it--for our Luggage weight would rise by a minimum of 3-4 kgs on each trip---and my Freezer would be stuffed with my precious hoard!!!Even today I'm constantly on the look-out for this brand in Mumbai--and snap up the maximum quantity of these whenever and wherever I can.In the 1960s Kusum Atya--Daddy's younger sister lived there and Delhi became a place to visit regularly for us.The sights and smells of the fabulous Delhi "Chaats"--Street Food---still lingers in my mind each time I think bak to that period---so also does my father's naivete in buying stuff at Ajmal Khan Road in good faith--only to discover later that he'd be gypped!!Mummy never let him hear the last of his escapades---even though he surrendered unconditionally to her superior judgement!!
Sudhir used to get Migraines during the early years of our marriage--and because of this I would travel with him each time he needed to go to the Supreme Court in New Delhi.It was during one of our visits there that we discovered a delightful Hotel named "Centre Point" at Barakhambha Road in New Delhi.This was a short walking distance from Connaught Circus and became a favourite place to stay for us.The Centre Point was an old sprawling Bungalow or "Kothi" in old delhi parlance converted into a Hotel.Because of this their Suites were huge with huge Bathrooms--all old fashioned,marbled claw footed Bath Tubs and solid Bronze fittings.The Girls simply loved it when we stayed there in the Winter of 1978----the beautiful old World ambience and the huge Lawns were something they fell in love with at first sight!! Wengers became a regular part of their lives and walking in the chilly evenings to snack on the yummy Pastries and Tarts as well as the fresh,hot Chicken Patties and Shami Kababs became a regular routine for our family each time we visited New Delhi.We all loved Centre Point also for the wonderful taste of the wonderful Punjabi Food it served---eating it sitting on the Lawns was something that turned each well cooked Meal into a Feast!!
During those days we could still carry Food as a part of our Cabin Luggage and the number of times that we flew back home to Bombay with Cakes,Puddings,Pastries,Tarts,Patties and Kababs from Wengers as well as large Containers of Roghan Josh and Mutton Biryani from Centre Point are innumerable.Today the Security Staff at the Airport would confiscate any such Item as soon as they'd cast their eyes on it!!
New Delhi holds a host of Memories for us as a family for we spent many Winter Vacations and also parts of the Summer Vacations there.For me New Delhi has held a very special place in my heart and has been a part of my childhood and later my married life as well.This is a place that holds a lot of beautiful Memories--and a large part of my life is still somewhere connected to it because of this!!

  
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MIRFA71 10/26/2012 12:00PM

    very delicious memories!!

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/26/2012 3:30AM

    I am salivating now.It sounds so wonderful I can almost smell it. You will laugh when you said about travelling it brought to mind an incident from early in my marriage .We were posted in Northern Quebec in a place called Chibougamau.I simply thought it was the end of the earth,even by Canadian standards it was deprived ,There were two grocery stores alas they were the same store we called them Provigo 1 and Provigo2 ! I drove them mad ! I asked for things like Garam masala , and Tandoori spices. They looked at me blankly and pointed me to the mustard and ketchup (I still don't eat ketchup!!!) So I went to London,my Auntie Rita took my to Brick Lane I bought spices of every description I had everything I even filled my suitcase with Patak's Poppadums. I had chicken Korma spices,biryani you name it . The things I knew I could not stretch the truth about I packed in plastic bags in between my clothes and put in my suitcases that were checked .My precious spices went in my hand luggage .I smelled like a walking curry house. Sure enough they looked at my hand luggage and opened it .It was 1985 . I had painted my fingernails blue which made my skin look even whiter and my hair even brighter red.I had had my Aunt's young neighbour do my makeup in a bery punk fashion. I believe my eyeshadow was shaded of yellow and orange.So when they looked at all these powders all of which were contrabnd to bring into Canada ,he said what are those ? and I sweetly replied "Make-up powders " he took one look at me and let me take them through. I treated those spices likethey were gold ! I washed my face before My h8usband picked me up at Dorval airport though !

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BOVEY63 10/25/2012 6:46PM

    It all does sound so delicious!
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OVERWORKEDJANET 10/25/2012 6:24PM

    You have made me hungry and made me want to travel!

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SAASHA17 10/25/2012 2:28PM

    Gosh now I want some of everything u mentioned..I need something yum!!! and Im stuck at work:(

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