Back to India

And I am back in the cradle of civilisation(but please ignore the raods, the pollution and the ...).
Touching down in Ahmedabad and watching home grown tractors stroll up to the aircraft to pick up the baggage was a reality check. Further the heat wave which blasted a hearty welcome, put to rest any doubts about the welcome aspect of my return. Met by parents, a beautiful, 'smile'-ing fiance and a bunch of gruff taxi-wallahs, I left for my hotel, tonnes of baggage in tow...the 'phoren' return 'beta' of old.

The hotel 'Chateau Windsor' was pretty functional but okay. Relief from the heat, was afforded by a resilient AC. Lunch and dinner was spicy Indian 'khana' which promptly put paid to my hopes of a calm gastronimic return to the land of my origins. A Bangaali babu would have sympathised with me if at that point in time he heard the cries of 'Oooo Maaa...' intoned by me as I was locked up in the WC. So much for coming back.

Have recovered now and am getting compliments/brickbats about what I thought to be a pretty good physique back in Leeds. At least my fiance thinks that I look like a 'kaddu' - an Indian love term usually attributed by shapely lasses to their well-shaped male love interests. Hope the heat and the food changes the objective of that love-lorn description. And of course a visit to the gym wont hurt matters too much.

Chalo then...time for my pav-bhaji.
:)