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ne's Day blog. In any case there are clearly two categories of people u can see on St. Valentine's.... the first who are all brimming with enthusiasm and sitting in the classrooms and office desks all rosey eyed thinking about the date fixed for the evening. These are already upto their gills smitten by love and Saint Valentine is one good pretext to overindulge. These are basically the target lot of the Candle Light Dinners and Balls, Cards & Gifts advertisements. The second lot is the "Grapes are Sour" lot..... having no date to look forward to these are the so called moral lot.... and u will hear - this is not our culture....... this is immoral...... etc. Whether in India or Oman this kind is omni present..jpg)
And yeah! how can I forget the third lot like U (umm... well may be!) and me. These are the people who just feel good seeing the awkward kisses and hugs around. Hey this is not being voyeuristic but just enjoying the smell of cake being freshly baked wafting from ahouse and feeling good all over. Something to do more in the mind rather than the stomach or the heart.
Well talking of smells... I never knew Petunias smell so sweet. All of the Muscat Roads are lined by Petunias of all percievable shades. In the trafiic poor petunias cant impress the olefactory nerves. But yesterday night went for a walk in Wadi Kabir public garden and the sweet smell was all over. Talk of the "smell the roses" kind of forward one keeps getting ( Satheesh u have stopped off late) and i never knew the literal experience was so good. Cant share with you the fragarance but surely the sight is here for your eyes.
Fragarance has a very important role in the everyday life of the locales here. Oud or the frankicense of Oman is world famous. This is basically a plant/insect originated aromatic resin(like lac back home) which when burnt on charcoal embers gives a sweet smoke. This smoke is wafted by the Arabs in their homes, shops. Men and women will also have their clothes wafted. Women also let the smoke go through their long hair and lo! through the day or night one keeps smelling sweet. Gram per gram some of the varieties of this Oud is costlier than the same weight of gold.
Everyone cant spend so much on Oud so the substitute are the perfumes. Never ever seen such
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a myriad varieties and range of perfumes. So when I am sitting in my cabin I am subject to various perfumes as different people walk in. Now I can identify my office boys and some of the team members without lifting my head.And yeah that reminds me of my Oriental days at Pune when the women around used to come to the office wearing Venis or gajras. Particularly in and after monsoons the fresh smell of mogra, jai and chameli used to have a pep up effect on me and my rate of giving dictations used to go up!
And talking of Oriental and coming back to Valentine's day, I am wondering whether Atul still sends roses ( I am dead sure he has them collected from a neighbourhood cemetery!) to all the gals at Oriental or does he distribute them at Bajaj itself.............
Before I leave or love a parting thought- India must be the largest follower of the Sant Vale
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ntine Jayanti. Why! Where else the Children's Day comes exactly nine months after Valentine's Day. No wonder India is the most populous place. Did someone say make love not babies!Okay before u push me out lemme kiss you good bye................................... and talking of kissing do u know the local way of greeting is by kissing the nose......
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I HOPE THE FOLLOWING WILL NOT BE CENSORED BY SANDY...
With Valentine's Day, I recall a couple of those, celebrated by Sandy and Anju at my place. Broken seat of my sa-kutar (as Dilli-wallah call a scooter), and squeaking bed remind me about those days. Then Sandy used to weigh around 100 kg and Anju 35 kg.
I had a bed of unusual size- 6 feet x 4 feet, especially brought from famous Panchkuiyan Road which was neither of single bed size of 6x3, nor of double bed size of 6x6. Probably I had foreseen Sandy and Anju using this, as for me this size was never useful. As anyone can guess, Sandy occupied 3 feet and Anju 1 foot, in one of the positions, when I was around, otherwise 3x3 was good enough for them as well. Other than size, it was the quality of bed I couldn’t gauge until it was used by this pair. The squeaking sound that it made when I slept, made me determined not to take any other furniture from Panchkuiyan Road.
With distinct body size of Sandy and Anju it was funny to watch this pair sitting in a park. If one noticed carefully only Sandy could put his head over Anju’s laps, and not the other way round.
Sandy used to take my new sa-kutar and misuse it for roaming around with Anju. Misuse was not due to roaming, but due to the way they used to sit. It’s difficult to describe the position, and they were lucky that Delhi police was not that strict that time. You have to imagine an old Bajaj Chetak scooter which had a separate seat for driver, and the seat for pillion rider was little away and down by around 6 inches. While driving Sandy would slip backwards in driver’s seat and Anju would come forward, but the main casualty was the driver’s seat, as it was spring loaded to keep it up. Sandy and Anju had only one goal (nothing unexpected)- to come at same level. While Sandy’s weight used to keep the driver’s seat little bit down, it was not sufficient to achieve the mentioned objective (remember it was a new scooter). With scooter in motion, this dynamic behavior had to be analysed with a complex 3-D model. They ultimately succeeded in achieving their objective, but the seat got broken. The service centre fella was astonished to see the broken seat by person like me (I was normal/ thin by Dilli’s Sardar’s standards). He was sure that seat was misused. While he was right, I could not explain him the real reason and couldn’t tell any other convincing reason (like kept a water tank/ gas cylinder on seat)- but then how one would drive? With great persuasion the seat was replaced, and I had to pay some amount though it was covered in the guarantee.
I still have that sa-kutar, and hoping Sandy will purchase that in petrodollars and keep his pyar-ki-nishani. The 6x4 bed has also been preserved by me for the same purpose- it’s more than 15 years. Now it’s time for Sandy to act…
Happy Valentine's Day to Sandy and JD!
Sameer
Hey Sandy, don't bluff! Even I’ve seen that 6x4 bed of Sameer and ridden that sa-kutar with broken seat. I know of a couple of stories about Sandeep and Anjana sitting at Shambhaji park, Pune holding umbrella under tall trees- not for the rains but to beat the 'beats of birds'. Sameer even has story as to why Anjana was called JD- I forgot…
Luv,
Amul
PS:Now he'll say who's this Amul?
Sameer will you just stop taking other identities now. Amul doesnt even know of this site. BTW where is he and what is he doin now a days?
O Man, how superstitious & insecure you’ve become after reaching Oman! Even though I can understand your insecurity that not many people are aware about yr this time-pass activity, fewer still have desire to visit, and rare are those who take their precious time out to comment. Relax, more and more people will start commenting until u stop blogging!
I had informed Amul reg yr this site!
Be cool, dear fool…
Sameer
Sandy,
Why don't u verify from Amul reg his comments?
But surprisingly, no crap, oops- blog in last 8 days? Hope u've not started sleeping during lunch time (by reading yr earlier blogs)!
Sleepy Sam
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