This isn’t my post really – it’s Binoy’s.
But the more I think about it, the more I agree – Pune is Aunty Land. Tautological really, given how many years I (and he) have lived in this city – but the ease with which a home cooked meal can be had in every corner of the city is amazing.
No matter where you are, all that is needed is a phone call and an hour’s notice.
“Dude – kidhar hai?”
“Ghar pe – where are you?”
“Nearby only… achcha sun na – main khane pe aarra.”
“Hang on… MOM! Ashish is coming over for lunch!… haan theek hai, aaja.”
And that’s that. Pet bhar ke khaana, and good night.
And being able to do this, ladies and gentlemen, is worth it’s weight in gold.
Kya baat hai, no?