I miss north India. And that makes me politically incorrect? Makes me the ultimate desh-drohi/gaddar? Does it look like I care? Good! Now we seem to be on the same wavelength.
So i was saying that i miss north India. Yeah, it is my choice to stay here in Bangalore but c’mon people, I am allowed to miss the region I grew up in.
The smell of winters….I never thought i would say this but i miss the biting cold. You are a witness to the transition between seasons. You don’t have to sit and wonder if it is summers or winters by counting the month that it is.
The food….ohhhh!! the food. I like the idlis, vadas, dosas. But after that what? I have tried the cuisine from all the southern states. Except Telugu food, i have honestly felt disappointed. That could have been a reason why i fell in love with a Telugu, but i think i am digressing here absolutely.
So coming back to food, yeah ….. It is either too bland or sugary or un-impressionable (might not be a word). And to top it all, the people here have got the north Indian food all wrong. The blasphemy of it! The chaats have GRATED CARROTS!!! I mean who puts grated carrots and weird namkeens on dahi puri. The bhel is purely sweet (!!???) and let me not even get started on the samosas. They have fillings of beans and beetroot. To like that is asking too much out of a north-Indian, honestly. The north Indians have never had the guts to add anything else apart from yummy potato filling in the samosa!
I mean have you ever seen ANY restaurant in north India rubbishing your food? Don’t you always find an aloo filling in masala dosa? Or doesn’t the coconut chutney and sambar ALWAYS accompany the idlis……stews with appams….
We do not change your food. We may not get the sambar right every time, but we will not add wrong vegetable to it….yes sir! In go the drumsticks, the brinjals, the tamarind, the toor dal, the pumpkin for the sambar. See we know.
And the people. Now I have met a few nice south Indians. I will even say perhaps the ones i didn’t meet are also very nice. But the operative word is FEW. Most of them have this crazy notion that all the north Indians are out to grab all the jobs, all the land and all of South India. We are here to corrupt the south. We bring with us our rotten mentality, our oily food and what to say of our bang-on-target slangs that involve the mothers and the sisters (yeah! It is ridiculous, you and me know. Tell it to them).
So often I have been ‘told’ impolitely by fellow Bangloreans that I should go back to my ‘gaon‘. Now i have 2 things to say to this—-
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This is my country. You don’t think so that’s your problem. I think so. And so i will go wherever i please.
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My gaon is either the whole of India or Bangalore. I have never stayed in any place for more than 2 years. Go blame my dad for that. He should not have been sitting on the borders of this country in heat and cold trying to save your black asses. The longest that i have stayed is in Bangalore. 4 years. So, on a technicality, it is Bangalore that becomes my gaon.
We may be rude..brash…whatever. But let me tell you, we north Indians are a million times morelarge-hearted people. There is a reason why we have big builds. It is to accommodate that LARGE HEART of ours.
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