These are the few of my favourite things...

Finally I am going home. “Finally” may sound long. But actually it’s been only 6 months, since I have been away from home.  I was shuttling b/w home and here (I still prefer to call India, my home) from Aug 2005. So I didn’t really know homesickness then! At that time, I was “hubby-sick”.

Being a lazy ass by birth, I hate to cook and shop for groceries and everything to make a house, home. If some one else can do it for me, I would be the happiest soul on earth. But unfortunately for me it doesn’t work that way, when you are not with your parents.

 

Just one more day, and I am on my way to home…and then…

 

I can wake up at 11 am and eat break fast on my bed, and not worry about turning on heater and running to office at 9am.

 

I can browse up to 50 Indian channels instead of watching even the Malayalam adverts in the only mallu channel here, Asianet!

 

I can eat dosa and chammanthi and appam and mutta curry! (gulping the saliva!) (I don’t know how to make those, yet!)

 

I can eat (amma’s) cheera thoran, aviyal, theeyal, pulisserry instead of those craps I cook with potato and aubergines and carrots!

 

I can finally stop eating meat for one month, as I get my favourite vegetable dishes instead of lettuce and spring onion salads.

 

I can eat vazhakkappam and uzhunnuvada….

 

I can eat chambavu rice instead of the basmati I over-cook every day, here!

 

I can eat soft whole wheat chappathi, instead of the fragile East End aata roti!

 

I can sweat, in the sun and after that I can bathe in cold water!!!

 

I can walk barefoot (my feet hasn’t seen sunlight for past 6 mths) and walk around wearing cotton clothes, instead of two layers heavy jumpers!

 

I don’t have to worry about doing laundry, or making list of groceries or vacuuming or scrubbing kitchen sink, or even putting the oven on fire (pssst I did that last week when a bottle of oil spilled on oven-top and set it on fire!!!)

 

I can read those glossy Malayalam magazines, and hear crows and be in the midst of all kinds of noise…

 

I can visit my soon-to-be-mom sister (cousin) and check how huge she has grown! (she wasn’t married when I came here)

 

I can wear gorgeous salwars…churidars….and try amma’s silk saris… and dump my jeans and trousers.

 

I can attend my two cousins’ weddings and try to put jasmine flowers on my short hair (!) and eat paayasam with bolee.

 

I can go to the Shiva temple, walking!! (Hope people won’t bother me with questions).

 

If this is what I want just after 6 mths, I don’t know what my hubby wants who is going home after 2 long years! He has been counting days since we booked the ticket on this august.