Things You Should Never Take For Granted: Part 1

One month into my ACJ Education, I realized there are some things that you can never take for granted. Why? Mostly coz they make life easier, and life can suck at times without them. Here's part 1. 3 things you should ALWAYS be appreciative of:

1. Spectacles:

Why? Well, I broke mine and I realized that being a myopic man is more painful than being a blind one. The blind man is used to seeing things by feeling and hearing. The myopic man, meanwhile, sees everything clearly until the fateful day that his spectacles desert him. The pain of looking at everything blurred and trying to remember what they looked like during days of clarity can be hard. Take my word for it.

And of course, don't forget, if you break your spectacles, your optician is sure to remind you of their value when he dishes out the bill. (gulp)

2. Tomato Sauce:

Why? One week into my college life, I gave up on the canteen food. Destruction of hope can be very painful. My college canteen cooks have the rare ability of taking normal food and making it taste more bland than they already are.

The remedy? Tomato Sauce. And lots of it, at that. Goes with everything, and makes life a lot easier if you're not used to living in an army boot camp. I even tried it with curd rice one day. Not as bad as I expected it to be. (sigh) Good times.

3. Shopkeepers who go to bed late at night:

Why? Well, in Chennai, most shopkeepers go to bed at 10. Meaning, they close their shops at 9:30, and on Sundays they don't get up at all, and hence shops remain closed. So what will you do if you need some 'fresh air', or detergent powder, or some coffee at that? Nothing! You just drudge around cursing the city and remembering the shopkeepers from home sweet home who apparently thought taking care of YOU was more important than sleeping or attending to their private lives.

OK. That's for the first list. Did I miss anything? :D

The Land of the Silent Barber

It's been a very long time since page has been lying around like this, but this being the inauguration, let me not go into that.

There are difficulties with living in a place where you don't speak the local language. Especially if it's Tamil Nadu.

Friend of mine asked for a pack of cigarettes (in English invariably) and the shop keeper gave him ten cigarettes in his hand. As it is uncomfortable and usually a bad idea to carry them around in your hand, he asked for a pack so that he could put them all in.

The reply: "Enna saaar, you smoku pack too, aieh?"

(sigh) You get the point.

But today, I found one place where your ignorance of the language actually helps you. The Barber shop.

I don't know what's the deal with barbers. I think they have this misguided notion that better customer relations are established by asking a lot of questions, giving a lot of opinions and basically never shutting up!

That is precisely why people never switch barbers. Coz they don't want to go through the harrowing experience of the inquisition yet again.

BUT, if you're a Mallu living in Tamil Nadu? Perfect! You understand just about enough Tamil to say 'NO' when the barber asks you if you want a Rajani Hair Style, and you don't know enough to answer the usual "So where are you from?" in Tamil.

I said a few words in English in a half hearted attempt to answer the question, and..

Voila!! None Followed.