Lunch Date. It happens almost everyday at Anitha's house who lives just right across my apartment building. Our friend Monika joins us occassionally. I think she has a predilection to food which explains why she's so slender. Otherwise, she's present most of the days and takes care of pivotal topics of motherhood and marriage. Anitha and I handle the mundane.
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Anitha is one of the best cooks in the circle. She puts so much integrity to ordinary vegetables and turn them into an out of this world sabzee. Her homemade South Indian dishes are so scrumptious that even my daughter rated it 5 stars. In my case, I have to abandon the scale!
Maybe I can talk about Anitha some more.
I met her November of 2010 at a bus stop. Both our kids go to the same school. I thought she was more of an African-American descent because of her prominent gluteus maximus. Alas! She's a South Indian avant-garde.
She has a fantastic personality that crosses cultural differences. Loaded with common sense, she doesn't allow her religious dogma to interpret my character or any person for that matter. She mentioned one time she's never religious at all. That sounded safe. Her laughter can be boisterous yet infectious but never garrulous. She listens and doesn't judge easily. What a thing of beauty!
Hosting an informal luncheon, depending if her maid came early or late, her house can be immaculately clean or variegated with all sorts of kid's stuff--which signifies whether I can rest my legs on the couch or nope!
She's such a fun hostess. "Don't make me call you tomorrow!" She told me last night as we bid goodbye after shopping with the kids. Our friendship is special. We both understand that friendship doesn't just happen. It takes time and effort to make it work.
Who knows if we will still be here in the next 6 months given this present economy. We may have to relocate somewhere and begin anew. In her situation, she has to go back to Chennai in less than 8 months to assume her job responsibilities at Central Government of India.
This luncheon is a must for us while we're here. It keeps us sane--schmoozing refreshes the brain; makes us feel loved in some ways where there is lack from our own homes.
Life is good. Can't complain.
Maybe I can talk about Anitha some more.
I met her November of 2010 at a bus stop. Both our kids go to the same school. I thought she was more of an African-American descent because of her prominent gluteus maximus. Alas! She's a South Indian avant-garde.
She has a fantastic personality that crosses cultural differences. Loaded with common sense, she doesn't allow her religious dogma to interpret my character or any person for that matter. She mentioned one time she's never religious at all. That sounded safe. Her laughter can be boisterous yet infectious but never garrulous. She listens and doesn't judge easily. What a thing of beauty!
Hosting an informal luncheon, depending if her maid came early or late, her house can be immaculately clean or variegated with all sorts of kid's stuff--which signifies whether I can rest my legs on the couch or nope!
She's such a fun hostess. "Don't make me call you tomorrow!" She told me last night as we bid goodbye after shopping with the kids. Our friendship is special. We both understand that friendship doesn't just happen. It takes time and effort to make it work.
Who knows if we will still be here in the next 6 months given this present economy. We may have to relocate somewhere and begin anew. In her situation, she has to go back to Chennai in less than 8 months to assume her job responsibilities at Central Government of India.
This luncheon is a must for us while we're here. It keeps us sane--schmoozing refreshes the brain; makes us feel loved in some ways where there is lack from our own homes.
Life is good. Can't complain.
I can imagine how Anitha is like. Thank you for introducing me to her, she is a such a sweet soul and the way you tell about her, she really is a special person and a gem of a friend. Lucky you. It would be nice to sit around the same table with and her someday. Please send my regards.
ReplyDeletesweet soul is just the right description about her. i do wish you get a chance to meet her in person too. there doesn't seem enough time when with her. thanks for visiting:-)
ReplyDeletewill tell her of your kumusta, sis.
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