thaumaturgist

There are days when standing in the kitchen and stirring a ladle in a pan of curry( I do a lot of that these days) brings back memories of my mother from more than a decade ago. My parents would go to the grocery (bajar) every sunday morning. It was my fathers department to buy the vegetables and my mother would buy fish and meat. There were some sundays when I accompanied them mainly to get my sunday morning treats from a Mithai shop for their bundi, shingara and kochuri. After getting back... my mother would squat on the kitchen floor keeping the veggies in the crisper, and deciding the menu for sunday lunch. My sister and I used to make coffee and wait for my mom to return to the sunny bedroom for a cuppa. She used to be so busy instructing the maid that we incessantly screamed 'mommy' from time to time till she would scream back "ufff ki?". The coffees almost always had pieces of chocolate or bourbon biscuits accompanying them and we'd have nice late morning

So I did return to delhi a married woman.. to spend a week visiting old friends and family. To my utter surprise nothing had changed as my treatment was concerned, the only thing different was my view of the city. I did not enjoy as I would've as a student. I was testing the city in terms of safety, long-term settlement and realized that delhi was not in my list. So my state of being has completely change my perception of the world around me. Delightful memories, shall go with me, of my mentor city... but it was time to move on, I realized. Now its time for another 'return', this time to the US of A. Visiting family is always fun and this time we will be together again like it happened during my wedding, minus my husband. The good thing about these situations is that somewhere deep inside the excitement of a reunion abates the pain of separation!

I have been out of touch for a while. I got myself married off and went on my honeymoon to Venice then lived in Trento for 3 months. Visited Calcutta during the pujo and enjoyed myself thoroughly although I had to run around for my german visa. Had a beautiful time with friends and family, now I am in germany. Settling down takes a little time but we are getting there. Dresden is a beautiful city and stealing someone else's expressions... it really is more like a village with all the physicalities and logistics of a city. Initially I was pretty scared that being a stay-at-home wife could be strangling but I am pretty surprised at myself for secretly enjoying it ... in 6 months I have seen so many beautiful places around the world and all the credit goes to good luck and a travelling husband. The only thing missing are friends... At this juncture of life (which many may consider is not a juncture at all) I have come to realize the importance of friends around me. Lucky to have close