(Cross-posted from Orange Peels, Ferris Wheels and Alpha Tauri)
What happens when a girl from Sandra’s Bandra moves to a semi-urban locality full of nouveau upper middle class Punjabis in saddi Dilli?
Even the community pet dog is named Monty. (I suggested the name Dogfather but Monty won hands down.)
Monty is a respectable name compared to Beauty, the name of the neighbour’s male German Shepherd.
The sanctum of the local Gurudwara is decorated with dazzling, blinding blue Christmas lights all year round.
If you are the sort who likes to listen to the voices of silence, life is unbearably loud.
The woman who lives diagonally across the street insists that the nickel-plated 5 rupee coin is actually gold-plated ["Sone da coin"].
The neighbourhood grocer agrees with her and refuses to give her the gold coin back. He hands her a 5 rupee note instead.
A seven-year old with 6 front teeth missing plays watchguard at a sangeet: "Ladies sangeet mein jants [gents] not allowed".
The Delhi Metro isn’t the Metro. It is the Matro.
Every celebration and ceremony – even religious ones – culminates in what is called a DJ night. Every DJ patronizes Munni, Sheila and Jalebi Bai. Excuse me while I quit blogging and go shake a leg.
What happens when a girl from Sandra’s Bandra moves to a semi-urban locality full of nouveau upper middle class Punjabis in saddi Dilli?
Even the community pet dog is named Monty. (I suggested the name Dogfather but Monty won hands down.)
Monty is a respectable name compared to Beauty, the name of the neighbour’s male German Shepherd.
The sanctum of the local Gurudwara is decorated with dazzling, blinding blue Christmas lights all year round.
If you are the sort who likes to listen to the voices of silence, life is unbearably loud.
The woman who lives diagonally across the street insists that the nickel-plated 5 rupee coin is actually gold-plated ["Sone da coin"].
The neighbourhood grocer agrees with her and refuses to give her the gold coin back. He hands her a 5 rupee note instead.
A seven-year old with 6 front teeth missing plays watchguard at a sangeet: "Ladies sangeet mein jants [gents] not allowed".
The Delhi Metro isn’t the Metro. It is the Matro.
Every celebration and ceremony – even religious ones – culminates in what is called a DJ night. Every DJ patronizes Munni, Sheila and Jalebi Bai. Excuse me while I quit blogging and go shake a leg.
