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Why chai at six? Because growing up, my family and I would have chai every evening. Those moments of my youth are among my most favorite memories.

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    chai at six
    I'm in Rolla, Mo., this weekend, visiting the parents and kaka and kaki. It's good to be home and have chai (but of course!) everyday and pendas and jalebis freshly made just for you. Spending time with my folks always brings back fond memories of how life was before we moved here and reiterates all that is important to me.

    Growing up in Z. in a joint family has left an indelible feeling of what a home should be. A home must have activity and food and chatter and noise. Sometimes the idea of a perfect time for me is a Sunday morning back in Kitwe. I'd wake up to find my mum and kaki frying thikhi puris and brewing chai in the kitchen. Sunlight would flood our orange dining room and some sort of bhajan would be playing in the kitchen/dining wing, while the scent of fresh puris and agarbati from the Devasan wafted throughout the house. My dad and kaka would be watching the news or maybe golf in our den while perusing the Sunday paper. Malaika, Zechano and Fella would be heard scurrying around the house, their tails wagging furiously, happy that I'm finally awake and Popitoo would be sitting atop the kitchen door's burglar bars amused at all he saw below. If I could add a bit of fantasy to this memory, Nisha, Amit and Dipen would all be there at the same time and would be straggling in from their bedrooms after a hard night of partying. Then we'd all settle down around our oblong-shaped dining table and munch on garam puris, sip on chai and banter back and forth.

    If only life continued to be so. However, staying in Rolla with my folks and experiencing a life similar to what we left behind has been good.

    And what has made this weekend even more delightful was seeing Raakhee from Z., after five years. It was good fun to see her and catch up on people and things going on back home. Even better was seeing how we've grown up as we debated the death penalty and Bush. There just is something about people from Z. — there will always be that bond or connection there.

    Posted by Jigsha at 11/24/2003 01:57:00 PM | link to entry |

    A favorite song for now, and perhaps forever, is "Don't give up on me," by Solomon Burke. And this is serious — I don't commit to favorites easily. But one listen and it had me at the first note.

    I can't believe I never heard of him or the song before. His songs are so sultry and beautiful. You should give him a listen.

    Posted by Jigsha at 11/10/2003 01:40:00 AM | link to entry |

    A quick note to celebrate: Tennessee beat Miami 10-6. How awesome is that! Go Vols!

    Posted by Jigsha at 11/08/2003 04:03:00 PM | link to entry |

    It's wet and gray here today. There was heavy rain yesterday; today has been a day of sporadic showers.

    On my way home from the bank this afternoon, there was so much wind that many of the leaves shaken loose from trees readying for fall were flying along Kingston Pike. Between the rain and leaves, it was a little hard to see but that didn't matter.

    I didn't think I'd like the gray and rain so much being a child of the African sun, yet once I got home and parked, I saw the leaves of the big oak outside my apartment gently and furiously falling down. I stood under the big tree and let all the leaves fall around me. What an amazing feeling — leaves raining down! Some hit me on my shoulder and others rested at my feet. I walked around to see the colors of the other plants and just walked on a bed of leaves.

    Have you ever done it? Just standing still seeing and feeling leaves swirl around you? I totally recommend it. And no, I'm not crazy.

    Also on my way home, I heard on the radio the new song for a film on Tupac Shakur called "Resurrection," I think. Anyhow, the song has been mixed by Eminem and has some 2Pac, some Biggie and an altered song from the '70s (Dying to live, or living to die), and is so so awesome. Eminem did a kickass job. I first heard it on MTV, and continually played it while working a few nights ago from the movie web site. All those beats sounds terrific. Want a listen? It should be on the web site. The song is embedded in Flash, so you may need to have Flash Player 7 installed.

    Posted by Jigsha at 11/06/2003 02:51:00 PM | link to entry |

    Things are happening. I need to make a list to share all that rocks in my life. Presenting in random order:

    · Halloween parties. Especially when you're dressed up, and people incorrectly guess who you are so you let them believe that, and then you think their guess is better than what you really are, so you change the name of your get-up.
    · Vodka. Especially when you drink enough to lose your inhibitions so you can talk to strangers and dance like a wildchild, but wake up A-OK the next morning.
    · Haunted caves. Especially when they have an awesome crew acting really scary and out for intimidation. Who would have thought people in scary costumes would be scary.
    · Diwali shows at HCC. Especially when they get little kids to come and sing or dance and also when the show runs with imperfections and when they serve kickass dinner.
    · Saturday afternoons. Especially when it's fall, but the weather is lovely and you live in an area where you can walk down to the lake and pet dogs and feel the wind on your face as you stroll alongside the water.
    · Walmart sunglasses ($12). Especially when they're slightly rose-tinted, so you have a lovely view of the world, which works beautifully with fall coloring.
    · Music. Especially when you dance to it or it's Bally Sagoo or the Gipsy Kings blaring in your car.
    · Babies. Especially when he's the Bhajyu and is dressed in a pumpkin outfit for Halloween.
    · People. Especially those I know and who make my life even more special and wonderful.

    This is almost beginning to sound like a Thanksgiving "what I'm thankful" for list. Yes, I sure am thankful for these and many more things. Thank you for making life beautiful.

    Do you have one too? Make a list and send it along if you wish. It really helps.

    Posted by Jigsha at 11/02/2003 03:13:00 AM | link to entry |