Month that was, September 2018

"When are you coming to India?" This seems to be the only query I get requested by way of most of my pals. And very few clearly talk different things other than this. I cherish the latter sorts because, in this digital age, you don't want my face to face to have an real conversation. Anyways... Diving into modern topic of highlights of September 2018.

As referred to in the August post, I am in India no longer for a vacation however to spend time with my ill paternal grandmom whom we all name Petacha. It became coronary heart-wrenching to observe her do not anything however lay flat within the waterbed. I pray no one gets to go through this degree of lifestyles... We all should pray for an smooth death.

That stated, it changed into handiest overwhelming for the primary timers... For those who are looking after her all day every day it is 2d nature. My aunt and my mother - hats off to them. I individually had nothing to do. Not even to cook dinner. But but, mom said it become exceptional to simply have me there.

Mom got on to the business of feeding me my favourites as soon as I landed. Mussels! I am a sucker of Kalamakaya porichathu!

I came to be with my mom to help her take care of my paternal grandmom who is bed ridden. ๐Ÿ˜žWhen we got these fresh #mussels #kalumakaya we remembered how she used to do everything from cleaning the shells to stuffing with dough all by herself! This time mom and I somehow managed to get these done and we sure know it is not as good as my grandma’s. ๐Ÿ˜ญI only wish I was here during her last healthy days... now I can only watch her and remember how much she served without expectation... Please remember her in your duas. And please make time for your loved while they are at their best health...

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Our neighbour and Petacha's best friend also was not too well but she was far healthier than Petacha or it seemed. I went to meet her and then something hit me so hard - everyone is growing old and I am stuck in some kind of time where I don't feel I am getting old. Surprisingly, I never got lectured on "kids" this time. I don't know if that is a good or bad sign.

Some of my cousins have been in town too... Became glad to seize up with them. It become babies everywhere and now it is slowing developing on me...Our generation will by no means be as close-knit as our moms. I rarely knew the names of the kids and they're my niece and nephews!

Heard about muttamala?

#muttamala is the pleasure of #malabarcuisine which constitutes garlands of egg yolk in sugar syrup and pudding of egg whites served together. Absolute indulgence. You either find it irresistible or hate it or keep away from it for ?Weight loss program? Motives.... I tho will devour it whenever it's miles served! ?????? Never attempted. Made by means of my maternal grand aunt. ??Fun reality: #muttamaala is served as first path but I continually eat on the stop. ??????

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It became bizarre to go to my in-laws without my man... However my mil constantly breaks the ice beautifully. I even have the starting problem on the subject of - going to ummas place. But once there, I don't miss anything. I chose to be right here for my enamel extractions too. The night time earlier than my first information tooth extraction we planned to devour out at Berry Bomb, a new place it appears. I became coming after almost 2 years and there is any such surge of eating places that I could not cover all in some days! Lol.. However this become good. The high-quality exchange I loved had been the roads! All new and wide, clean and brilliant! Not a unmarried automobile motive force became down requests...

A late dinner with inlaws that ended with this #sizzlingbrownie at @eatberrybomb a much deserving treat before a series of #wisdomtooth extractions. An nri’s vacation agenda. #throwback #goodbyewisdom ๐Ÿ˜#nowicaneat

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The Meen Pathil my aunt made with sparkling mackerel and even though not a fan, I still ate every little bit of it.

F used to send me the cat images and that they too appear to have grown bigger! They are all over my kitchen!

Met my friend Safa more than once and I am so glad to have befriended her on a train journey long ago. She is my only friend in inlaws city and the best!  We went to both Downtown and Brown Town and had our share of the treat!

I turned into thrilled whilst my Bangalore days bestie called to mention she changed into on the town! I needed to meet her so took my mil alongside and it become a a laugh time at the highlight mall! When we had been about to wrap up and get lower back home, we got the message that Petacha's bestie surpassed away! It become a shocker even though I recognise she became no longer doing suitable, Petacha was worse kingdom and yet death would not wait for each person.

There was a wedding within the family and we had to put on saree for the mylanji (henna) night time! When anyone had one issue to say "You have misplaced weight!" I idea I can fit into my wedding ceremony saree blouse! It turned into too ambitious! I wore a cotton saree with a protracted blouse I got stitched solely for it. It changed into a hit. I turned into surprised! This wedding was a fantastic way to meet all the close to and pricey below one roof!

This month is F's birthday and Saudi National day too! Missed being there... See what I did last year...

With all those severa quick travel between towns - Tly - Clt - Cbe, I had to depend upon some quick clean books for corporation. I had picked Twinkle Khanna's books out of wonderful expectations and that they failed to affect me. It become now not worth the price, I have to have simply given it a pass... Anyways... It's miles proper all that glitters isn't always gold!

If you enjoy your own company you can travel the world alone. This vacation has only reconfirmed that saying. I thoroughly enjoyed every short train #journey but never found another friend like @safabasheer She is my first and only met-in-train friend! Some frequency waves that matched too well ๐Ÿ˜Ž What’s your #giftoftrainjourney story?

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And mom in no way stopped locating time to make my favourite snacks! Clams crammed rice steamed balls or elambaka unda.

With only a few more days for my go back flight, I started feeling very low and regretful. Like all the time, my mood and mood swings made a few now not so properly days too. Which I genuinely regret and don't have any idea why I behaved the manner I did. I am best thankful and grateful that my circle of relatives always forgives me.

The night before departing to the airport, dad took us to the beach. The high-quality force-within the seashore only a few minutes from home...

As my destination is 14 hrs with transit, I am spared from all those food that usually Malabari houses send to all people going to the gulf! The house was complete of humans near and dear and there was a unique dinner too. Neighbours on foot in to mention good-bye... It all felt so emotional. I actually have by no means skilled so much love in "sending off" culture... I had continually travelled from in-laws location and it used to simply us. And this special remedy that I continually joked about became certainly heartwarming...There is a motive why food is relevant to every event.

The most painful good-bye became with my Petacha who I doubt had any sense of what is taking place or maybe recognize who I am.. I hugged her chest cautiously as there were mattress sores and food pipe and what not... I by no means desired to peer her like this. I knew someplace this would be the last time I am seeing her...

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