Wednesday, 10 January 2024

Awakening

7:30 pm

I'm tired, hangry after a 10 hour work day which is now becoming common
Traffic crawls, come to a standstill.
Looking forward to being home, wondering what to cook for dinner.
Not keen on ordering in since my daughter has already spent an afternoon with friends junking on pub food.
Waiting at the signal, willing it to turn green.

A bike, a couple, the bags, lunchboxes signal they are returning from work, heading home probably, planning their dinner.
I can hear them, speaking in Tamil, i can see them so close to me.

She: "Shall I make dosas?"  using the colloquial Tamil word vaarthata for make
He : "don't want" (vendam)
She: "Shall I make chapatis?" again using the word sudatta for make
He: "don't need" ( thevaiyile)
She: "then what, you'll buy for me again from that hotel ?"  Asks with a smile
He: "yes" with a huge smile
She: "poda" with a shy smile and hugs him
He: blushes,"aye what are you doing?"
She: "I'm feeling cold"

That's conservative Indianism for love

For someone who had stopped believing in love of any form, this awakened my dead senses.

Makes me want to believe

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