En route to London - Take 1 - West Bengal
WB has so many nice memories that it brings along with it. My in-laws are there; and they are like my 2nd set of parents. Love them. And being married to a Sikh household, it gives me immense pleasure to - EAT! Eat eat and eat is their motto. Err no, its eat, dance, work hard and enjoy. So before we reached my mil promised makki di roti (pancakes made of corn flour) and sarson da saag (green leaves of mustard in thick gravy), with adrak da achaar (ginger pickle). Oh balle balle mazaa aa gaya. So I learnt how to make them as well (posts coming up on my now-defunct cookery blog). I visited so many relatives; and had makki di roti etc at their houses as well :D
Hubby got the computer fixed, the speakers fixed, and bought a new mic and webcam. Created an account on Skype, under my mil's name. She's so Internet-savvy! We chatted with massiji in Amritsar and with the sis here in London. Such fun!
And also, also also also, I had pani puris! Loads of them! I think I had 3 plates, super-spicy ones :D Mmmmm... then I also ate dahi pani puri, ragda and bhel - ALL from the streetside guy! And they were so cheap; just 5 rs for 10 pani puris! It was 45 in Chennai for 5 badly-made pani puris :(
Anyway, I also bought some more essential stuff (which I'm not using here :I )
And the excitement was so palpable, I was looking forward to my first inernational flight! When we went to Calcutta, we checked into a hotel. Slept a while, ate some cakes, had tea. And then we got ready to leave. At the airport, we went in and got our baggage weighed. Paid bloody extra for it. The Immigration Officer asked for our marriage certificate. You see, I haven't changed my name or surname after wedding, and neither have I got my address in the passport changed to reflect hubby's. The Officer probably thought we are not married. Another reason could be that since I look so young *ahem* and hubby *ahem*doesn't*ahem*++ , he wanted to take a look. Since the luggage was already checked in, hubby went with some luggage guy and brought the certificate. Phew, the Officer smiles.
Then, we went back to where parents were waiting. Since it was already 2 AM, hubby asked them to go back to the hotel and rest before the journey back tosleepy calm town. As we were saying byes, and promises to call as soon as we reached, promised to be good kids etc etc., it hit me hard that for the first time, I'm leaving my mom and going so far. So far that I can't just book a ticket n go visit her... I started crying :( So did my mom, and my fil. Saying bye is really a heartburn. Hubby coerced them to leave for the hotel, and when we turned back to go to the airport lounge, I couldn't stop crying. I wish they all stay forever forever happy and healthy.
Waiting time in the lounge was killing me. So guess what did I do. Watched SATC movie! For the umpteeth time :D I hated the series, but somehow loved the movie. But Big is irritating as ever. My fav, Samantha, is as smashing and diva-like as ever!
++ - He is err... not old, is what I can say ;)
Hubby got the computer fixed, the speakers fixed, and bought a new mic and webcam. Created an account on Skype, under my mil's name. She's so Internet-savvy! We chatted with massiji in Amritsar and with the sis here in London. Such fun!
And also, also also also, I had pani puris! Loads of them! I think I had 3 plates, super-spicy ones :D Mmmmm... then I also ate dahi pani puri, ragda and bhel - ALL from the streetside guy! And they were so cheap; just 5 rs for 10 pani puris! It was 45 in Chennai for 5 badly-made pani puris :(
Anyway, I also bought some more essential stuff (which I'm not using here :I )
And the excitement was so palpable, I was looking forward to my first inernational flight! When we went to Calcutta, we checked into a hotel. Slept a while, ate some cakes, had tea. And then we got ready to leave. At the airport, we went in and got our baggage weighed. Paid bloody extra for it. The Immigration Officer asked for our marriage certificate. You see, I haven't changed my name or surname after wedding, and neither have I got my address in the passport changed to reflect hubby's. The Officer probably thought we are not married. Another reason could be that since I look so young *ahem* and hubby *ahem*doesn't*ahem*++ , he wanted to take a look. Since the luggage was already checked in, hubby went with some luggage guy and brought the certificate. Phew, the Officer smiles.
Then, we went back to where parents were waiting. Since it was already 2 AM, hubby asked them to go back to the hotel and rest before the journey back to
Waiting time in the lounge was killing me. So guess what did I do. Watched SATC movie! For the umpteeth time :D I hated the series, but somehow loved the movie. But Big is irritating as ever. My fav, Samantha, is as smashing and diva-like as ever!
++ - He is err... not old, is what I can say ;)
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