Ok! This is is super exciting!! I’m sitting in a plane as I write this post, with the baby sleeping on my lap, headed to Delhi for the weekend to pay a surprise visit to my parents.
I’d been really wanting to go for a while, but as you can see life has been super eventful. But I just needed a break so badly and there’s nothing like a spontaneously planned trip to delhi in Diwali AND winters that can’t make everything seem wonderful again!
I’m a Delhi girl through and through and before you say it, let me say that I can’t help but love the city with all its blemishes.
It has insane amounts of character and incomparable beauty which can put most cities to shame.
And as soon as the Diwali festivities begin, Delhi gets this wonderful new look on its face, like a blush on the cheeks of a pretty girl, the city becomes wonderfully pleasant. The months of heat finally give way to cool down the roads, homes and tempers. Food is an absolute delight during the winters and you just can’t resist the aromas of streetside aloo tikis, chhole bhature and paranthas.
It’s my favorite season in the year and I had to absolutely make it to the city to sample the chilly winter and the spicy fare.
Even if it’s just for 2 days.
Can’t wait to see the look on the parents face when I reach home!!!!
Will keep you posted.
So as I drove through the crazy Delhi Diwali traffic (more on that later) and drove up to my parents home, I saw my mom walk outside to buy some terracotta pots.
Now some people may say that she has a green thumb, but I strongly believe she has big green arms.
Her winter and autumn collections are usually less about clothes and more about the plants she’s growing.
So of course I wasn’t surprised when I saw her busily discussing matters of the pot with the vendor.
I slowly stepped out of my cab with the baby on my shoulder and just as I heard my mom say ‘which one should I buy…’, I said ‘do you need my help on that?’.
She gave me a blank look. Looked backed at the pots and then shrieked! She couldn’t believe her eyes! She left the pot and came excitedly towards me. The pot vendor looked at us and gave me a spiteful look as he left without making a sale with a potential HNI because she was far too thrilled that we were there, unannounced.
Should’ve clicked a pic!
The dad who has a radiology clinic on the ground floor of our house figured out the cause of the mayhem meanwhile and big rounds of hugs happened.
It was so good to be home.
Had a quick ultrasound even before the unpacking to check on a troublesome cyst I have, but thankfully all is ok for the moment.
Then over cups of adrak wali chai my mom shared loads of gossip and decided what we were going to do over the next two days.
I had to meet friends, eat chaat and ‘good’ North Indian food, shop at the Blind School Diwali Mela and enjoy the winter vibes.
Of course, did all of that. And now writing this on my way back to Mumbai, with the baby on my lap yet again.
Needed this trip very desperately. Feeling recharged now and ready to face the weeks ahead.