Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Home : jamshedpur,golgappa and haaph pant


home is where i took my first step ,home is where life is spread around bistupur and sakchi,home is where i can see buses written with "bure nazzar waale tera moh kala" home is where i learnt about the word steel,home is where i learnt to ride my bicycle. a place which always remains warm even if the temperature outside dips to 6.home is where ma keeps my room warm by keeping the heater on so i dont sneeze when i step out of the bed.home is where baba and i could fight over movies and cricket matches,home is where i can wear my most shabby pyjamas and complimented by ma :) home is where all clothes are laundry done without my looking at them even once.home is where i know when is my next door neighburs anniversary.home is where Das aunty downstairs knows i like jackfruti and gives me one "katori" when she cooks it.home is where the street lights are an indicator for me to return home after 6.home is where the TV is switched on in every household aftr 2PM to watch the serials,home is where aunties still wear"maxis" and uncles wear "haph pant"home is where people still wear "maankeytupi"

home is where electrical appliances are brought on "dhaanterash" home is when ma shouts and screams if i eat 2 rotis*only* home is where baba will put my cell on charge while i sleep till 10 in the morning,home is where ma preserves the empty bottles of the numerous perfume vials i had gifted her,home is where i go dining to all the relatives and friends house every night,invited of course.home is where someone hands me a glass of water and"snacks" when i return in the evening,home is where friends would come and honk from their cars,without worrying about society chairman, home is where the roads bring back memory,home is where my first crush was ,even though i was 7,home is where "paan dukaan" was where we went o drink Pepsi,home is where the the golgappawala recognizes me after so many years, home is where i Franks is the best chinese resturaunt,home is where the Anand Dosa is more than just a dosa ,home is where i ate the best "kala churan" outside school,home is where i could ride my bike without a helmet,home is where people still visit each other on weekdays,home is where my best friend still promises to make my day,home is where my heart is...Jamshedpur

9 comments:

ishita priyadarshini said...

sullu this is awesomeeeee!!! :)

ruth said...

Haph pant, Maxi, Maankycap:).......... I just returned from HOME......And trust me I can't agree more to what u'v written:)...........

sulagna chatterjee said...

thanks guys now i am all so excited inspite of missing Anand ka Dosa

Swati said...

sulagna...this is amazing...

sulagna chatterjee said...

thanks a lot Swati,love reading your comments

elli chinki;p said...

i miss churan uncle...:(:(:(...home is also where conventies n loyoleans r sworn enemies...yet many of them get married or date each other ;p;p;p

Nahl said...

Love it!!!!!!
When are you going back?
I love your layout..
btw I don't know if I'm mistaken but your wowzie widget appears to be of Americanising Desi. Just recheck whether it is displaying feeds of your blog or hers.

BINI said...

Hey sulugna,

This is koop balo i must say..... hats off yaar , i just felt so so...very emotional reading it....
great job...write something on love ??? please..can u..relationship.... cheers to your thoughts.... i jsut enjoyed eacha dn every alphabet of it.....

Its jsut WOW.....keep it up....

1yrold said...

Awesome post..i am from jsr n can relate to each n every statemnt...my home is exactly same as urs:)

 
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