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The end of meandering is upon me 😥 Now I am left with me and golf again. It was good/bad. The good thing was being away from work, living in the woods to that serene environment. Jha (It’s gone) 😥 The bad thing was that I got to witness bitter truths in Kerala, as usual.
Some fun :
As usual, days in Kerala is always filled with fights with my over loving/caring momma. Everyday we have arguments, everyday we go against each other. Most of the time she wins, very rarely I win 😀 This time I won once, I didn’t shave for my brothers marriage, which didn’t go well with her and quite a few people in the family. I don’t understand the obsession with clean shave, lord!!!
Like any Indian momma, my mother would say that I have lost lot of kilo’s every time I come (actually this time I had shed a lot). Then in the morning my father giggles looking at me and my plate. 11 chapatis ? he asks. I look at him pathetically. No use telling mom, she would freak out and say I have lost my appetite. Actually there are 8 chapatis at least (small chapatis, a pit bigger than a puri). I eat 6 leave 2 and in a bit she comes in with a bowl of milk.
Maa… I just had chapatis now.
No … you didn’t have them all. I know you are not full.
There is no point in arguing. These days I just say ‘Bring it on’. Before I used to have a good physique. The abs too I mean, and seeing it she would go all excited.
Are you starving there?
Then that’s the end of abs. Now that I have quit all body building, I don’t really care.
Even the day I was leaving, my father giggles and looks at me ‘How many are there?’
Mom will always be Mom. Loving mom! lol
The good :
The best part of KL for me, is my place. The peace there is so much that I can just sit there and be fine doing nothing. So much greenery. I love nature, I love greenery. I sometimes wonder the irony of the place I stay in. It’s got everything but greens. Except Al-ain may be.
I love the fact that people around treat me well. I come once in a while for 10 days, and hence it’s fun to mingle with them. I get to try variety dishes too sometimes. I get to drive as much as I want, if I can get a car/bike. And my sister always say that, I am pampered even though I am old as a dinosaur, which is kind of true 😉
And not to forget the rains, and the nature and all the spirited driving through the chaos.
Another thing is that, I didn’t have a sim card there. It’s just a few days, hence didn’t bother to get one. Once I was in an emergency. People gave me their phone to make that urgent call. Not once but thrice. I really appreciate their kindness. Still some humanity left.
The scariest part of living in KL is the people there. You never know with whom you get into an argument, and what would the end result turn out to be.
1.There was an incident where somebody used a swear word at me as I was passing him. He was on his motobike and me on a car. I was in a good mood hence I didn’t bother stopping my car or replying him. But on a normal day, definitely I would have pull the hand brakes, got out and asked him ‘What the hell do you want?’
The end result wouldn’t be good for one of the parties in such an argument. Especially if the guy belongs to a local political party there, you can even be killed right there. Who knows!!!
The next day one of my relatives is driving the car. One guy sees us coming and still puts his pick up across the road. The relative who is in the drivers seat asks, ‘Don’t you see us coming? How can you cut lanes?’ He asks us back, ‘Are you going for a marriage?’
Clearly it’s his fault but then he was aggressive towards us for no reason. The relative of mine was a bit cool headed hence no problem. I would have reacted in an unpredictable manner that second.
2. There was an incident of moral policing in Kerala. A boy got beaten to pulp because he was looking at a girl. I don’t know if he is dead.
3. Heard about Nisham King? Read about him here. The victim, security guard is no more. Now let me tell you what is going to happen in this case. Police would write a mentally unstable report and send him to a mental asylum. Mentally ill due to excessive smoking of cocaine I guess. He would stay there for a month and probably walk home a free bird.
Clearly Kerala is a place for the influential and the wealthy. I can’t stand the people many a times. Some are arrogant and more than that, there is no value for life. The govt doesn’t care anyways, same with the law. Then who would protect the common man? Big question mark.
I am reconsidering my decision to go and settle back in KL after 2 years. 😥
With that bombshell, wish you all a peaceful night!!! Of cos with a spidey pic 😀