It has been a long period of more than two months since i updated this blog of mine and on this auspicious day of February 14, I have finally decided to write something here. And for the sake of avoiding any redundancy I have decided not to crib for my being single as I did last year on this day.
Our college convocation happened and finally I am a graduate. The ceremony was preceded by a wonderful lunch with those Ideal's slab ice-creams as the dessert (reminded me of the hostel mess). Stifled in that highly uncomfortable formal clothes, add to that the characteristic humid weather of the city, all of us successfully transitioned form graduands to graduates.
I was in Mangalore for some ten days and it was Car Festival time. For those who need to know more about the festival, please read this post which I wrote last year in my earlier blogging days. The Venkataramana Temple is located in a locality called Car Street in Mangalore and the street is named so because it is on this street where the procession of the deity in the car (ratha) happens. The famous Tajmahal hotel of Mangalore, Balli's Podi shop etc are based on this street.
Me and my friend walked all along this street towards the Bunder area (The old Mangalore port) and decided to have some cool drinks at a small shop there. We ordered for two 'JOY' cola drinks and were conversing in Konkani. The shop owner handed us our colas. Our conversation aroused his curiosity and he asked: "Aapka Gaanv kya hai?"
We were a bit puzzled by his query and I replied - "Mangloor"
He shook his head and said - "Nahin Nahin. Aapka Gaanv. Gaanv. Native place. Kidhar hai?"
By listening to our conversation in Konkani he must have assumed that we are from some other state. And that shop is a stone's throw away from Car Street which is the Konkani stronghold of Mangalore. My friend got irritated and he retorted in Tulu - "Enchinaye? Ora panda artha aapujja?" (What the hell. Can't you understand if told once?)
The shop keeper did not utter a word.
P.S:
Yesterday, when I was returning home after work, I happened to overhear this conversation:
X: Man, what plans for tomorrow?
Y: What plans?
X: Man! Tomorrow is Valentine's day. So planned anything?
Y: Dude, I am married!
X: So what? Can't you celebrate Valentine's with your wife?
No reply from Y.
Anyways, Happy Valentine's day to all.
Our college convocation happened and finally I am a graduate. The ceremony was preceded by a wonderful lunch with those Ideal's slab ice-creams as the dessert (reminded me of the hostel mess). Stifled in that highly uncomfortable formal clothes, add to that the characteristic humid weather of the city, all of us successfully transitioned form graduands to graduates.
I was in Mangalore for some ten days and it was Car Festival time. For those who need to know more about the festival, please read this post which I wrote last year in my earlier blogging days. The Venkataramana Temple is located in a locality called Car Street in Mangalore and the street is named so because it is on this street where the procession of the deity in the car (ratha) happens. The famous Tajmahal hotel of Mangalore, Balli's Podi shop etc are based on this street.
Me and my friend walked all along this street towards the Bunder area (The old Mangalore port) and decided to have some cool drinks at a small shop there. We ordered for two 'JOY' cola drinks and were conversing in Konkani. The shop owner handed us our colas. Our conversation aroused his curiosity and he asked: "Aapka Gaanv kya hai?"
We were a bit puzzled by his query and I replied - "Mangloor"
He shook his head and said - "Nahin Nahin. Aapka Gaanv. Gaanv. Native place. Kidhar hai?"
By listening to our conversation in Konkani he must have assumed that we are from some other state. And that shop is a stone's throw away from Car Street which is the Konkani stronghold of Mangalore. My friend got irritated and he retorted in Tulu - "Enchinaye? Ora panda artha aapujja?" (What the hell. Can't you understand if told once?)
The shop keeper did not utter a word.
P.S:
Yesterday, when I was returning home after work, I happened to overhear this conversation:
X: Man, what plans for tomorrow?
Y: What plans?
X: Man! Tomorrow is Valentine's day. So planned anything?
Y: Dude, I am married!
X: So what? Can't you celebrate Valentine's with your wife?
No reply from Y.
Anyways, Happy Valentine's day to all.
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7 comments:
no valentine's day for married people, coz dey dunt need 1
kya baa kitta intnah'ITCH' samjha'ITCH' karo miya ....vah'ITCH' baa...may be he was deaf man !!! papa...
really no comments on the valentine day comments'ITCH' !! :)
.....your abhimaani :) .....
hey kitta remember last year was holi and engineer this day
chandru
Married people don't need Valentine's? Come on man, Valentine's day is for lovers to express their love for each other. Can't married people love each other? :)
Was the "Enchinaye? Ora panda artha aapujja" chap, the Yezdi dude?... Just guessing by the tone..
And when u said plans, I think the poor soul got a bit creeped out...
@Logik:
Nice guess! Even Chandru too asked me the same but it was a schoolmate of mine. And if the "Yezdi" was there, he would have definitely retorted back in a similar manner.
:)
man, the situation is quite bad.... recession has spread into places which v'd not want it to. No eligible girls are single ... I ran away to blore on 14th, away from the 'red n pink' crowd.
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