Just reached home after the racquetball game, and turned on the TV – Godzilla was stomping through New York.
And it set me thinking about other Hollywood action flicks that I’ve seen… If I distill them, this is what I think I’ll get:
“XYZ is attacking New York and therefore the whole world is in danger”
What a pile of egoistic crap!
On Friday morning, I decided to cook this for breakfast – the recipe is deceptively simple. The Sago pearls were soaked and ready, so I started with the tempering. I added the Cumin seeds to the heated Ghee, and then the potatoes . While I waited for this to fry, I switched on the T.V. – only to find Rene Russo dancing with Pierce Brosnan.
Now, Sabudana Khichadi is not as simple as the recipes make it out to be – one miss, and instead of soft, spicy Sago pearls you end up with a congealed mess that’s tougher than leather.
I ran inside the kitchen again – the potatoes were almost done, and it was time to add the chillies. I quickly stirred them, and was back in the living room – the T.V.’s not completely visible from the kitchen.
Honestly speaking, I was in two minds – one part was asking me to go ahead and watch the movie – at the cost of the khichadi. And the other – the foodie – was saying (and rightly so) that movie reruns are a fact of life, but good khichadi is hard to come by.
Relieved, I went inside the kitchen again, and the rest of the movie was spent with a steaming plate of Sabudana Khichadi.
This is the first of a three-part series on our journey back to India.
The taxi dropped us off at the airport, and a porter helped us with the luggage. When we had traveled to the US, the baggage limit was 2 checked in bags + 2 carry-ons. This rule was changed a week after we landed here, and now I would have to pay $70 for each extra bag (plus an additional indeterminate amount for any excess baggage). I had reconciled myself to spending about $300 or so – of which roughly $140 would be reimbursed by my company.
At the check-in counter, the lady was facing problems with my ticket.
“Don’t worry,” she said, “it’s not your fault.”
She called for help, and 40 minutes later, we were checked in.
“I’m sorry for all this trouble, and I am waiving your extra baggage charges.”
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We had more than 2 hours in hand, so we took a break and had lunch – my colleague’s wife had packed multiple meals for us. After packing the uneaten food, we went through security, and then waited in the lounge until it was boarding time. Our route was simple: Denver – Washington D.C. – Dubai – Mumbai. The first two flights were on United Airlines, and the last one on Jet Airways.
The flight to Washington D.C. was uneventful and short, and to our surprise, we made it to the boarding gate with more than an hour to spare. Once again, we had some food that was packed for us, and topped it off with a Starbucks coffee – the last one for many months to come.
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We boarded the next flight (to Dubai) comfortably, and managed to stow away our (considerable) carry-on luggage without any problems. My wife helped our daughter setup the in-flight entertainment, and then started to watch an Indian movie herself. I put on the headphones too, but before I could browse for movies, the captain’s announcement greeted us – severe turbulence was expected for the first three hours, and minor turbulence for another four hours. We braced ourselves, and tried to settle in as best as possible. And while listening to the announcement I realized that my headphones were broken – only the left earpiece was working. Irritated, I stowed it back away.
After some time, the air hostesses stepped out, and started handing out meals.
“We have special stuff for you, sir.” We had asked for vegetarian stuff and were served first.
I looked up, and a nice German lady handed us our packets – three trays of stuff that’s passed off as “Hindu Vegetarian meal” on most international flights. My wife and daughter took a bite each, and stopped there. But I was ravenous, and finished off the edible parts of all three packets.
The turbulence continued, and while my daughter was busy watching a Disney movie, my wife was not in good spirits. An empty stomach only made things worse, and her state of mind had started to rub-off on to me too. An airhostess walked by, and I asked her for bread (it helps with air sickness). She returned a few minutes later, and surprise – with sandwiches! My wife was very happy, and ate a couple. Feeling much better, she was able to fall asleep. By this time, my daughter was getting sleepy too, so we made her lie down on the seat, and she slept with her head on my wife’s lap.
Seeing my wife and daughter sleeping peacefully worked wonders for my mood, and I decided to sleep myself. But as soon as I was ready to pack up, an air hostess showed up again – this time asking whether anyone needed replacement headphones. I grabbed one from her bag, and started to browse movies. I didn’t have to search a lot – right on the first screen was “Easy Rider”. I clicked “play”, and settled in.
What a movie! If you haven’t seen it yet, you should. It’s packed with tons of visual imagery and meaningful dialog and a perspective of America that I never had before. An hour and a half later, I was ready to sleep, but a quote from one scene continued to stay in front of my eyes:
“Death only completes a man’s reputation and determines it as good or bad.”
Continuing the previous post on this topic (Movies in queue – Part I), here are some Indian movies that I’ve not seen yet, but plan to see in the near future:
I think it will be nice to make a list of movies that I am planning to watch in the next few months. As the first part of this series, here are the non-Indian movies that I plan to see (that I haven’t seen yet):
- Citizen Kane
- The King’s Speech
- Dances with Wolves
- 2010: A Space Odyssey
- The Man from Earth
- Driving Miss Daisy
- Guess who’s coming to dinner
- The Last Emperor
- The Seven Samurai