It was my first trip in Japanese bullet train, so I was excited and at the same time little disappointed as ‘The Family’ was joining us for trip. But on the eve of journey, I go news from Dhana that ‘The Family’ is preparing Idlis for all of us. Hearing this news within 7milli seconds my affection for ‘the family’ increased 29.7 times 🙂
Adre, next day morning when we boarded the ‘sub way’, ‘the family’ realized that they have forgotten Idli pack at home. What a pity… what a shame?
Mr. Senior R furiously started blasting his family for this ‘inhumanly’ act. Mr. Junior R was busy in analyzing how they might have missed the packet. Using ‘Fourier Transforms’, he concluded that its Japan’s fault… [May be as trains here leave on time, if there was delay in train he could have gone back and fetched that packet… very true]. Mrs. Senior R was not much worried about what was happening between Father and Son, she had done her job of cooking, logistics was not her job…
After seeing the Bullet Train the idli topic faded away and ‘the family’ was ready to take ‘the family’ snap. I felt instantly that true family is the one which fights for Idlis and poses for camera 🙂
Mr. Senior was quite peculiar, and always used to target me to show his ‘tourist guide’ skills, he used to tell some ‘spectacular’ things about the place, which I felt really boring. And Family kept on calling me ‘Puneet’ [A stupid looking Kannada movie actor, haan… Puneet comma hereaaa…]. Anyway, I had no other option but to tolerate them, although I had no reason to like them [of course, they had no Idlis].
And it was lunch time, looking at ‘the family’ member’s faces, I could make out that soon volcano will erupt over ‘forgotten Idli’ topic and we guys decided to vacate the potential ‘war zone’. Before wink of eye, we were in McDonald’s and while eating chicken burger we (non-‘Family’ members) didn’t miss the chance of think about ‘the family’ (which automatically brought ‘sadist’ smiles on our faces 🙂
After many cold and hard working days in Japan, finally the day of my return was near. As a part of excitement of home going, I started dreaming of India but strangely not of girls, friends or family but of Idlis, lots of Idlis. I never realized whether I used to love Idlis so much but sure ‘The Family’ and its ‘Idli trip’ has its impact on my imagination… :)…. I bet even after 3-4 reincarnations, I will get these ‘flying Saucers’ (Idlis) in my dreams… thanks to ‘the family’ and mindless ‘idli’ arguments!!!