When I was in Delhi - Week 6

 "When I was in..." is a danger sign in most conversations. By the time these words roll out you know you are in for a treat. And by treat, I mean a monologue of the ego-pic proportions. Usually associated with people who were in the armed forces, this cliche is currently being used by all and many - including yours truly.

And, as the title suggests, my dialogues are based on the 40 odd months I spent in Delhi. Let's have some samples then.

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1. When I was in Delhi, I talked to a dog in Hindi.

This happened just a week after joining at the company in Gurgaon. After a day's work, we were all sitting in the auto meant to take us back to our place. And suddenly a dog came sniffing around the auto. Fresh mallu flesh smell was the first for him I guess. He tried to progress into the auto, which was occupied by myself, my friend from Kerala and two others. Seeing this, I waved off the dog saying "Jaa Jaa". This amused my friend. "You were saying 'Po Po' till yesterday. Why Hindi now?". My reply is legendary now - "This is a North Indian dog. He can't understand Malayalam."

2. When I was in Delhi and we served the visitor raw atta and he had to fetch water from the fridge by himself.

The summers in Delhi are notorious for the heat. As the Celsius climbs up, monkey's climb down and enter our flats. And when the three brave bachelors tried to drive him away, the monkey snarled and tried to bite, which drove the said bachelors to their rooms. This gave free access of the house to the monkey, who spent some time eating the atta, which we had brought an year ago. Then, he coolly walked up to the refrigerator, opened it, took a bottle of water, opened the bottle and drank from it. Once he had his fun, he left. We had it all on camera, have lost that since.

3. When I was in Delhi and nobody would take my seat.

This happened on the metro, and was discussed on an earlier blog. Us friends were on our way to Dwaraka for a bite at the Malayali Restaurant there. When a space opened up, I nicked in front of my friend to grab it, and jeered him about the same to make the most of it. A beautiful girl walked in the next stop. As was the wont in that age, I tried to get a second look, but was unable to do so because of my seated position. I kept asking my friends, "Ne irrikyada, njn ninnottae" - "Please sit man. I want to stand". This was repeatedly quoted in Malayalam, in a fairly loud voice. The girl got down at the next stop, and I still haven't got that second look.

The next stop came. As he was getting down, a guy who was watching all this said to my friend "Ninnaku avidae irrikyayirunnu. Avan itreyum chothichathu allae" - "You could have sat there. He was pleading na". MALAYALIs are everywhere.

 

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At the pace I'm going, I'll soon skip a week. :D ;)

Until next week then.