Living A Lone

Living away from home is quite a task i must say. especially for some people whose beds are cleaned by maids and food is ready on time and all that jazz [i wont tell u whom i am talking about here!]

So i was in delhi the whole of last week, living at this friends place. its very easy to live with him, he cooks for me, washes for me and even cleans up while i watch South Park. This time it was a lil embarassing so i thought why not. well now u will know why not!!!

He asked me to get milk from this nearby shop. First hurdle- u really cant walk even ten steps in the delhi sticky gooey stenchy humidity. but no, WHY NOT! so i go to this shop and ask for milk, "bhaisaab ek litre doodh chahiye." Some people in this world really want to make life complicated. So the shopkeeper asks, "Kaunsa doodh chahiye!" I mean what do i answer to that. I mean m not asking for flavoured milk. i am just asking for milk. i wanted to say "i want that milk which mom served me every morning!" sigh. the next moment i thought about saying "jisme sabse kam cream ho." while i did think that i would be pitching right with this one, i chucked it for the risk of being sounding completely weight-loss obsessed, which would again prompt him to notice whether i am overweight or not. well, so i jes ended up saying "jo bhi hai woh dedo!" phew! i mean, hullo!!! isnt life too complicated to even have TYPES of normal milk?! i went home and my friend tells me all i had to say is TONED milk chahiye. which again is some type of milk with less fat. [TRIVIA- the dukaan guy told his assistant to give me 'toned' milk. Do u think he thought i was overweight and hence should IDEALLY drink 'toned' milk?!?!]

So, why would i want to walk out in the heat again? Instead of jus one litre, i buy half a litre more. i go home and keep it on the kitchen. well, yes i leave all of it on the kitchen platform. my friend comes home all happy happy thinking that he will get coffee today w/o having to get milk himself [yes, these small things, i realised are very important. even if someone offers to cut ur toe nails, u feel one job done by someone else!] so well, he comes home, checks the refrigerator, no milk. he politely asks me if i DID buy milk. "of course," i replied very confidently, "its somewhere on the kitchen. i left it there only in the morning." my friend is greeted with one-and-half-litre milk turned curds. *embarassed*