Bong, at Heart...

Yes, at the end of the day I am so much a Bong. To be able to sit cross legged on the floor and dig into a plate of hot rice and curry after almost a hundred days of ' chapati and paneer', was heavenly! Thanks to my cousin who made a fabulous start to the new year weekend for me.
Then the saturday evening, when we ( a friend of mine, whose idea it was in the first place and I) trudged through the muddy crossings of the Bangalore roads to make our way to Bangaliana, a well known Bong restaurant in Kormangala to have our first taste of Luchi (huge puris made of white flour) and Mangsho ( Mutton cooked in the typical Bong style) since the day I left home in January. However, I really couldn't help noticing the bong obsession with English, while we were gulping down our luchis at a breakneck pace, two gaudily dressed women walked in and announced in heavily accented Benglish, "Its too stuffy here!I cannot eat like this!"
One great dinner it was, otherwise !
Humming half forgotten bong songs ( much to the annoyance of the autorickshaw driver, we could figure out) in the autorickshaw all the way back made up for all the lost bongness thanks to a life totally deprived of the bong culture for the past four months in the great garden city!

4 comments:

Suhel Banerjee said...

Ki odbhut co-incidence, amaro nijeke beshi kore bangali mone hochhilo ei shonibar!! Aar amar lekhata porle dekhbi prochondo mil chhilo amader du joneri nobosorsho celebrations e:) Abar kosha mangsho aar ilish machh khete ichhe korchhe:(

kray said...

@ saikat: what lost bongness n all?!! good thing abt being bong is u'll find them almost anywhere and everywhere! and that's not just within this country :P

shubho nabobarsho!

Saikat said...

@kray:Thanks hedu... Bangalore is one screwed city , come and live here for 6 months,you'll understand.
Perth kokhon jachcho ?

kray said...

@ saikat: midnight :)