I am back in Mumbai... and till now I am bekhar in Mumbai... not that it was a sad situation for me... I stayed all these days with a friend and my aunt... both of whom treated to sumptuous meals everyday and made me stay in luxury - I have now officialy crossed the dangerline for the waistline... damnnnn tasty Indian food ...
So being Bekhar in Mumbai, I decided to spend bulk of my time in Kerala till my house got ready... my mom was very happy to see me ofcourse... though I dont know whether she was happy to see me or happy with the fact that I have come back fairer!..her first comment on seeing me was 'you have become fairer'!.. ofcourse later in the evening when I was sleeping, my mom came over and looked at me and in a melancholic tone said 'actually I think you have become dark again'..I pulled the sheet over my head... sheesh.... mothers I tell you.....
I also managed to visit all my uncles while in Kerala... all of them who seemed really happy to see me.... and may be it is my new found social self but I was also able to chat with them more freely... I went and saw my father's eldest brother... he stays in our ancestral home... which is some distance from civilisation... and as I entered the house my uncle (who is 85 plus) beamed on seeing me... and asked me 'mole (daughter), are you going back to London again?'....while the question itself was not surprising it was the way in which he remembered what I was doing in life that touched me... I came away feeling that in all my mad rush, I should not forget the people who matter to me.....who still remember what I am upto even though I have not bothered to personally tell them what I am doing in life....
simple people, simple lives, simple mind.... peace... simple as that....
