Home. Home reminds me of:
Home as in :Our ancestral home in the heart of Baroda, the place where I grew up. Back in 1940, when Granddad bought it, it was known as a ‘Bhoot Bangla’.(Abode of the Ghosts), since lights used to flicker on their own and people were more superstitious then. He simply purchased it, checked out the wiring, got it all replaced, and everything was fine. It was a three storeyed building,nee, home, with thirty three steps to floor 1, eleven+six(U turn of steps) steps to floor two and another 22 steps to top floor. (You need something to do while climbing steps, na, so, I used to count them.LOL. Try it someday, if elevators don’t exist where you stay) True to those days, the walls were 18 inches thick, while the girders, steps,etc were all wood. Lots of other memories attached to the place- but, they need a separate post, perhaps on my blog.
Home as in: Home Alone: A movie of which I only enjoyed the first part. (It’s reached part V now, I believe) due to it’s novelty, and Macaulay Culkin’s innocent face which hid behind it a world of mischief.
Home as in: Homesick: Is what I feel sometimes, out here. I mean, working like mad in a literal rat race, makes me wonder sometimes, what is the purpose of it all? Isn’t a peaceful life in Baroda a better option? I guess it all boils down to Manilal.
Home as in Homeward bound: The first time I was going back to India after a year here, in 2003, I literally had a tear in my eye, wondering how I stayed away for so long, just being in telephonic/email touch with everyone. Now, of course, it’s not so bad.*smiles*
Home as in the phrase: driving a point home: Explaining something to someone, a la, convincing Keshi about something, which I consider a toughie job.*ducks for cover from Keshi*.
Home as in: Returning home :The weekend’s here. What a thrill, to return home and enjoy two good holidays.
Lastly, Home as in this limerick:
There was an old man with a beard.
What happened was what he had feared.
2 chickens and a crow,3 pigeons, don't you know,
Had all made their homes in his beard.
Have a nice day!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
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the limerick was fun
ReplyDeleteand so much information home!
Amit this was very cleverly done! I liked it.
ReplyDelete**Bhoot Bangla
ok Im never visiting u in Boroda...oops I mean Baroda. LOL!
22 steps on a daily basis? WOW if Im there I wudnt hv to go to the gym anymore! Thats so cool. Wud luv to see a pic of ur ancestral home if u hv any?
**driving a point home
LOL ok ok Im such a tough pagli. I agree :)
Keshi.
Hi,Sophia-tks for the comment.:)
ReplyDeleteHi,Keshi..
ReplyDeleteLOL-we sold the ancestral home some time back..don't worry..now,the flat is on floor 7,and,you can see a totally green area,when you look out the windows...praps I have a snap of that..one of the ancestral home-let me hunt thru archived photos.
hehe...'tough pagli'??that's a nice phrase..:)I'd term it as 'tough nut to crack'..:)
‘Bhoot Bangla’.(Abode of the Ghosts), since lights used to flicker on their own and people were more superstitious then.
ReplyDeleteooh u mustve had a gala time in there i love scary stuff hehe
Home as in the phrase: driving a point home: Explaining something to someone, a la, convincing Keshi about something, which I consider a toughie job.*ducks for cover from Keshi*.
lolzz no comments hehe
***Keshi runs behind Amit n Vipul with a butterfly net in her hands***
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Keshi.
***vipul flies away***
ReplyDeleteHi,Vipul...well,by the time I was born,all those ghosts had gone...LOLz.
ReplyDeleteAnother LOL at the 'driving a point home' comment,err,no comment.:)Happy flying.
Hi,Keshi...now,that makes a pretty picture-a butterfly with a butterfly net...haha..*ducks again*..u've,err,driven your point home.:)
ReplyDeletei always enjoy reading thru ur posts amit :)
ReplyDeleteand oh yes... ditto @ counting stairs..i catch myself doin that ever so often :)
Hi,Ishi..tks for the comment.:) A big smile at you also counting stairs.err..how many are there,at home?
ReplyDeleteLike Keshi said .. am never visiting u in Baroda as well!
ReplyDeleteIs that how u lost all em 30 kgs btw? :O
Hi,Loon Gal..LOL..I told Keshi,too..we don't stay in that house now..and,even if we did,it's not really a 'bhoot bangla'-I guess u've seen too many Hindi horror films..haha..cheers.
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