Saturday is the day when the kids will have chapattis for dinner. And we got a chance to join the cook lady in the kitchen. In the humble kitchen, we sat down on the ground sheet with two other older boys. Upon receiving a board and a roller, we started our task. One of the older boys will take charge of kneading the mixture into balls and the rest of us to spread the mixture flat, ready for the cook to put them on fire. Un-day means ball.
The two boys started talking… and talking… and talking…in a string of Kananda to the cook lady. And the lady kept nodding… nodding…and nodding. The whole scene was just hilarious and we laughed. One boy said, “I talking, talking, and no finishing. He… he...” That’s probably how kids want to be heard and understood by the adults.
Probably it was the arrival of moon day, which usually makes people more “lunatic” that the moon’s moving closer to the earth, and affecting the elements of the human mind that makes people tend to be a little more restless. And I’ve no objection to that explanation, the children were hyper-active throughout the day. It was a good weight-training session for me though.
By evening, we left the place. I could hardly think. We went down to an eating house, Sixth Main and got some lovely chaat (snack) --- bahidi puri. It's a cooling snack that serves before proper dinner; in a small puffed up crust, is stuffed with sprouted moong beans (green beans) with a mixture of some sweet and spicy sauce, and lastly to top up with some curd.
Though it was still an early night, I snoozed flat on my sheets.
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