New neighbourhood part-1

It’s been nearly 8 (+1) months we shifted to a new rented house. We reside on the first floor while owners grounded under us.

The new place is really a nice and cool neighbourhood with added greenery in the whole street apart from our plot (as the owners dad fears that snakes and other rare species are born only to bite his ass while walking out of the door..!! poor animals). Our street is a diversion from the main road and end at other side, so it is an open loop: the one who enters have to exit in the same way one entered. This makes our neighbourhood so pleasant with little traffic and less snores of bikers who always test their horns working condition or maybe a Romeo signalling to his (n+1)^th Juliet or vice-verse, times changed pal, sucked up technology is making everything possible . Our street contains 20 to 30 houses packed in 10 to 12 buildings.

I hadn’t observed much about my neighbourhood apart from the owner aunt who is younger than my mom. Literally, she made such an epic impression which made me ‘neighbourhood’ as my last priority in to-do list. She asks and explains everything to my mom right from how a pressure cooker stops whistling exactly after her second snore of the whistle and then running mute to chemical reactions occurred while used her detergent powder with the number of ions transferred or involved while bonding. I don’t bother about her explanations but what made my head go round is she still expects the explanation for those clueless events. Huh..!!! Unlucky uncle it seems..!!

She is the first one I see while opening my eyes and it is my daily routine now, one thing I hate is she doesn’t like to pluck the guava from the small tree downstairs. I think she wants to do a research on what would be the cell size of the fruit after falling down by the act of ripening. (If I get to know that she is fascinated after Isaac Newton’s theory, I definitely support her to pursue) I didn’t gave a chance to her research, I pluck and digest every piece when I find something about to ripen and if is eatable.( Even though  she didn’t complained atleast once),but I love to disappoint her. I used to tell to my mom whenever I pick one, so that she will cover the balance sheet of ‘no. of guavas on tree on { 'x+1' date, 'n' month, 'z+1' year} whenever my aunt puts up a worried face. That worried face seems like ‘she watched Manchu Lakskhmi’s directed cum acted movie.’

Everyone in her family is somehow related to us except aunt. Owner uncle i.e., aunts husband is a friend of my mama, her both sons studying 7^th and 5^th standard are my niece and nephew classmates respectively. Uncle’s father is an unknown, later on we found that he used to works along with my dad’s cousin, uncles mother is a close relative to my old neighbour aunt. It reminds me of peculiar southie families and their known establishments, even though one can’t be related directly but I bet they will sort out some kind of relation by deducing from grandfathers time. This makes them close to us and the only aunt is not related directly person. She passes on the daily updates to my mom. As a son I can feel my mom’s compressed anger and frustration on time and on her fate. Newton and Pascal will die in shock after calculating the value of both. We failed to tolerate and decided to leave their privacy. The best part is she comes alone i.e., without gangs. I often find in some serials and movies where a big bunch of ladies visits victim’s house and spices up the discussion starting from new golden hair to the Edward Snowden’s wife loneliness.

She never rests to ask me “Don’t you have college today?” She is asking me the same question whenever I answer the door right from my fourth year of graduation (I stayed in home more than college). She still asks me the same even after completion. I mentioned her whenever I feel disguised about myself that I completed my course and now waiting to go out of this neighbourhood, but to my misery in the next meet she again flashes the same question with same amplitude and modulation “Don’t you have college today” followed by “Is your mom in home?” My lab faculty D.V.R will be astonished to her accuracy and precision in the values of amplitude and frequency every time she puts up those questions.  Even my college faculty and friends never bothered about my presence in college, what is your problem in me not attending the college?  Let her questions rest in peace..!!

There is another aunt to discuss about. She stays beside our house in the next plot, but it is almost attached to our house. She is the previous tenant in our house. Her husband transferred to other place so they moved.  After they moved, we occupied it. Stars are not favoring them, they again moved here and inquired about the same house and got to know that we already reserved it. She is lucky she got an empty one just beside to her/our house. For the same reason or so I find her sometimes watching the walls and building may be good old times. She is very generous and kind hearted lady and is native of U.P state. She can’t speak Telugu apart from understanding one or two words when someone spoke to her. I am fascinated to her paranthas and always exchanges with our sambar idlis and yes appam’s.

       They wake up usually at 5 A.M just after I switch off my lights and then I start my sleep period. It is like US-India time differences and I am habituated to..(err..!! ya, she is the one who habituated to my room lights).

P.S: As my daily routine starts from afternoon or so, I am unable to see any of the male neighbours due to the work hours. That’s why I can’t put them here. That’s it, don’t even think about partiality or gender domination.