I used to like my biryani much spicy…..

How is it going to be if we bump into our ex-boyfriends/girlfriends? Is it thrilling, nice, happy or worst to have experienced. We talk, talk so much about how well we have moved on from our past but have we really? I would not like to take the credit from those who really made an attempt to let go and find themselves at best place now. It seems certain they had valid points to quit. My best friend says he hates to hear unnecessary details from his ex-girlfriend ( in his mind; I have tolerated enough of your likes and dislikes , time to concentrate on mine).  

When you think of it now, life then was like a food served from best of chef and to try something different, with all the right/”let’s try this” ingredients he invented a bad dish!

I think like we categorize food, I can as well relate the kinds to group of people who have or tried moving on!!!!

Veg “Ball” Manchurian: They like it simple, just one dish and round. Life for them is one big circle. The obvious group of people who conveniently fell in love thinking this would be simple and then marriage, which of course did not happen. When they meet their exes while shopping in a huge super market and you are carrying your baby in one hand and groceries on the other, You truly want to drop everything down, all that you are holding!!!! Or hide your kid!!!! But since you guys like veg “ball” Manchurian you will exchange some haayeees and baaayees , “long time where were you ???. See you later some time we will surely catch up “. This again never happens. Whole drive home they relive their past and sudden one slap on your cheek, yeah your baby boy saying appa/ amma…. . Not that they like it this way they are bored/ indolent to give it a try. They still remember her/his favorite restaurant and every time you visit this only restaurant “accidentally”/”purposefully” (Phut[sound of music])!!!! Comes the slap. They never can or maybe want to move on , they like to tread on the same path.

Andra “Spicy” Biryani: They like it with all kinds of masalas, pungent, obnoxious, intolerant spices. The “I dumped her/him crowd”. Most confident, unreasonably proud set of humans. When they wanted it , it was the battle they won but when they lost him/her it was a defeat or failure . None of the biryanis they have tasted, consumed for months now seems spicier. When you happen to meet her/him clearly in one of the Nandini restaurants you know for the fact you have to behave (insane fake act) of being “happiest” . You are relishing every spoon of this dish, you are mouthful and she/he walking towards you , you want to puke this out or choke to death as clueless/extremely delighted you seem she/he says “hi” How have you been?, By the way this is my fiance!

You swallow the food in the mouth and the fact you just heard then say “congratzzz”. She/he leaves, you turn to your friend and say after such long time I had amazing biryani today. I never really liked him/her anyway!!!!!.

Our all-time favorite “Masala Dosa”:   Right set of mass who truly made an attempt to move on , with certain reasons and over the time have accepted it was only for good and now they see why because there is more room for masala dosas anytime , anywhere. Set of people who have always admired the art of food making , preparations and loved the aroma of masala dosa. Typically, I mean they loved, there was indeed happiness somewhere although it failed that still did not kill their purpose to continue to lead a blissful life with or without. Rarest of all existence!!!! Somewhere you are appreciating the idea of having one more Masala Dosa and your ex walks in to the counter to order , you say hi and she/he says hi and you get lost in the thoughts of how awesomely you would relish the dosa. While your much awaited dosa is being made you talk about here and there stuffs. And you take your only best, needed friend dosa for now, bid goodbye. Now the remarkable part is your ex-boyfriend/girl friend is gawking at you abusing her/his fate why did I say goodbye to him/her. With this chutney this dosa becomes even yummier….

Sometimes I do feel we all like bumping into our ex-boyfriend/girlfriend accidentally or hunt them down just to let them know how happily one have survived. All our tastes changes, routine, likes changes over the time. We all move on consciously, forcefully but love for anything new never really changes. I used to like my biryani much spicy but now I have started to eat it with less spice or adjust it with raitha!!!!

Love

Megz