House of cards!

'Aastha, have you seen movie "the angrez"?'
'Naaaah, is it a good watch?'
'You got to watch it then. I'll play a scene from the movie. It's super fun. Or how about we all watch it together?' Suresh beamed.
'Narayan are you comfortable with Hindi?' I asked.
'Not that much, can make out few words in between. My server only catches Tamil, English, Kannada, Telugu, Malayalam.' :)
We smiled.
'Okay then let's watch some English movie. What say?'  I asked.
Or, how about a regional language movie with subtitles, we all joked.
We browsed through a long list of movies commenting on single one of them.
No not this one, its a rubbish movie...
No horror please ( I voted)....
Have seen this one already...
.......
So after a long picking and dropping game we finally played Hunger games- Mockingjay.

With full attention, we watched. Even if someone said something in between, we shushed him,
As the movie played with each passing quarter we slowly dragged out our phones to call India. You can't help it, time difference is always at the back of your mind. Like a dual clock we live in two time zones, calculating hour by hour difference between States and India. :) Though today it is much simpler to connect across the world and distance doesn't actually hit you until busy mornings there with multiple honking at the background is accompanied by long silence of night here.

'Ami bhala achi.'
'Veppanilai -20.'
'Halo, miru emi cestunnaru.'
Everyone on phone spoke in different native languages. At that moment instantly I realised how culturally rich we are! We always know it, but how often we take note or witness the same? Generally, here at the company guest house we all communicate in English with few half bitten or awkwardly sounding Hindi words in between. :) As we just relocated to States have been putting up at the company's guest house. Finally, after undergoing a big house hunting exercise, next week we would shift to our house. It would be our first step towards settling down. Right now it feels like my hostel days are back! :)

Amidst all my wonderland experience, I heard my husband catching up with his old friend.
'Haan bholle, kiddan?'
I turned around amused. Well, it was not the first time he spoke in Punjabi, but every time it's a new feeling for me. Yes, intercaste marriages are fun that way. :) We converse in Hindi and English. Whenever he speaks in Punjabi, its like I don't know him (pun intended). :D I often tease him saying-

Imagine a full house with Hindi, Punjabi, Marathi, Telugu, Tamil and Bengali. :) Six languages at one place! People in West can draw parallel with six different nationalities Chinese, Arab, Spanish, Russian, French and American sharing a fun evening together. But here we are my dear fellows, recreating a mini India at the guest house miles away from home. And, that's how we all are. And, that's how we like it! :)