Many days ago, I saw a woman eat an apple. She bit into that shiny red round miracle and that oh so perfect scrunch, crunch- ripe, yet not yet there, reached my ears, which were, to the dismay of my hungry stomach, placed diagonally beside her. So the pretty (also hungry, I would assume as she was lunatically gorging that apple in an extremely crowded bus) lady bit and gobbled and swallowed. But a small apple lasts only for so long, you see, so in no time at all the apple was over and done with. As per me. Because, where in the world does anyone ever eat the apple 'completely', seeds, stalk and core?
Right there, in front of my eyes.
The lady wouldn't stop with the fresh, edible-y hard part of the apple. She went on to the amazement of me and my roommate, to chew on the core, the seeds and the stalk. We both were giggling and passing comments (as would have any other Indian, ok ok, Tamil girls).
Oh, the curse of being a 'judge'-er of others!
A few days later, happy me, in possession of a similar red miracle, warming a window seat in a similarly crowded bus, similarly gobbled on the apple. Now, I am an ordinary girl, with ordinary eating habits (licking fingers is ordinary)so when I was stuck with a wet-with-the-natural-goodness-of-simple sucrose combined with my saliva - apple core (and about 30 minutes of journey left) I did what you are guessing I did. In went the seeds, the core and the stalk! haha!
And you know what, except for the weird tasting seeds and the slightly bitter stalk, the core wasn't too bad you know.
So just because I don't do it, doesn't mean its wrong. Lesson learnt!
18.10.07
11.10.07
Right here, right now
I reminisce a lot. And it makes me feel like a grand old lady! Owing to this sudden, not so sweet revelation, i decided that I would like to change the course of my blogging, well, for some time at least! I am listing down five things that caught my attention in the past couple of days, now that's quite, 'present', no?!
1. Grow old along with me
Everyday, when I am rushing down the sidewalk, either to uni or to work, I come across this couple. The old man must be at least 85 years old and the lady a few years under that. Every single day, I see them both hand in hand, taking one baby step at a time, each leading the other, each looking out for the other, walk up to the Tesco shop at the end of the street and make their journey back home.
2. Dream girl
I know for sure that my best friend doesn't read my blog, she is that busy! And that gives me the nerve to write this about her! We, for a reason, are having a weird, mildly cold, war (in fact, I don't think she is even aware of it!) . And for the past two days, I have dreamt about her. Just these small things that we used to do together as friends, stick up for each other, be supportive, tease and throw facts on each others faces.
3. Deeply distracting
I was sitting in the seat behind the driver's (in the Lothian, of course), lost in my thoughts, when this pretty girl, a late teen probably, walks into the bus. What caught my attention (or that of those around me) weren't those pair of bright green eyes, but a dress that was so deep (ly) revealing, that me, a member of the same sex as hers, was embarrassed..hehe! I pity the poor men who would have to muster all their will power to be 'gentlemanly'!!
4. Like home
Fall is probably my favorite time of the year, after spring and summer! The way the leaves on the trees turn hues of reds, oranges and yellows gives the whole place an enchanted glow. If you've seen LOTR, you'll remember when Frudo is speared by the ghost kings and is taken to the Elf land to recuperate, remember? Something like that! Anyways, today, I saw this line of autumn trees, partly green, partly yellow, partly orange and for some strange reason, it reminded me of Shanthi Colony! The trees, the eat outs, the snug homes, the bumpy road! (oh no, there I go reminiscing again!)
5. The Great Wall
Though I don't really need a reason to think about K..hehe..after his recent trips to China, every Chinese I see (not a dearth of them here, anywhere for that matter!) gets me thinking about him! So when this young Chinese lady and her Chinese partner got into the bus, I first went off to dreamland and later noticed that the lady had silver bracelets dangling from her cap. Was weird, but cute!
1. Grow old along with me
Everyday, when I am rushing down the sidewalk, either to uni or to work, I come across this couple. The old man must be at least 85 years old and the lady a few years under that. Every single day, I see them both hand in hand, taking one baby step at a time, each leading the other, each looking out for the other, walk up to the Tesco shop at the end of the street and make their journey back home.
2. Dream girl
I know for sure that my best friend doesn't read my blog, she is that busy! And that gives me the nerve to write this about her! We, for a reason, are having a weird, mildly cold, war (in fact, I don't think she is even aware of it!) . And for the past two days, I have dreamt about her. Just these small things that we used to do together as friends, stick up for each other, be supportive, tease and throw facts on each others faces.
3. Deeply distracting
I was sitting in the seat behind the driver's (in the Lothian, of course), lost in my thoughts, when this pretty girl, a late teen probably, walks into the bus. What caught my attention (or that of those around me) weren't those pair of bright green eyes, but a dress that was so deep (ly) revealing, that me, a member of the same sex as hers, was embarrassed..hehe! I pity the poor men who would have to muster all their will power to be 'gentlemanly'!!
4. Like home
Fall is probably my favorite time of the year, after spring and summer! The way the leaves on the trees turn hues of reds, oranges and yellows gives the whole place an enchanted glow. If you've seen LOTR, you'll remember when Frudo is speared by the ghost kings and is taken to the Elf land to recuperate, remember? Something like that! Anyways, today, I saw this line of autumn trees, partly green, partly yellow, partly orange and for some strange reason, it reminded me of Shanthi Colony! The trees, the eat outs, the snug homes, the bumpy road! (oh no, there I go reminiscing again!)
5. The Great Wall
Though I don't really need a reason to think about K..hehe..after his recent trips to China, every Chinese I see (not a dearth of them here, anywhere for that matter!) gets me thinking about him! So when this young Chinese lady and her Chinese partner got into the bus, I first went off to dreamland and later noticed that the lady had silver bracelets dangling from her cap. Was weird, but cute!
8.10.07
Foreigner!
I still remember that day very clearly. The sun brightly shining down, the sky as blue as it could possibly be and the salty sweet smell of the Bay of Bengal in the air. I was skipping along with my dad's index finger snugly held in my little hands, my floral frock swaying in the wind when I stopped in my tracks, looked at two white women and yelled - FOREIGNERS!! Jumping up and down, with my finger (the index one) pointing to the smiling ladies, I felt like I were in a different world altogether!! That's when my embarassed dad educated me about the nuances of the term 'foreign' and after a whole big lecture on the origin, meaning and usage of the word, when enlightenment failed to dawn on me, he finally said - 'foreigner is just a word, just like they are foreigners to you, you are a foreigner to them.' I don't know what exactly I did, I didnt really care, I WAS A FOREIGNER TOO, but I still remember the look on the tender coconut shop guy, with his sickle in a strike pose and 'elaneer' in hand, grinning at me as I (in my head, thought, wow, I must be so 'fair' too!) revelled in the new found knowledge of being a FOREIGNER!!
To clarify, I have definitely come a long way from thinking that being fair skinned is cool, I am proud of my brown skin (dark brown after a few minutes in the sun!) and don't really want it any other way! But just reminiscing about my innocent days when being a foreigner was being either white or black and nothing in between brings me to understand the ignorance that was me! Now the little girl in me is quite pleased, because, surrounded by the Pentlands, the Highlands and the Scottish people, I am now the odd one out, the 'foreigner'!! And when I see a blond haired, blue eyed girl staring at me (these kids are so weirdly quiet, I miss the brawling, yelling Indian kids!) I will understand!!
To clarify, I have definitely come a long way from thinking that being fair skinned is cool, I am proud of my brown skin (dark brown after a few minutes in the sun!) and don't really want it any other way! But just reminiscing about my innocent days when being a foreigner was being either white or black and nothing in between brings me to understand the ignorance that was me! Now the little girl in me is quite pleased, because, surrounded by the Pentlands, the Highlands and the Scottish people, I am now the odd one out, the 'foreigner'!! And when I see a blond haired, blue eyed girl staring at me (these kids are so weirdly quiet, I miss the brawling, yelling Indian kids!) I will understand!!
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