this weekend, i'm staying in secundrabad (a city very near to hyderabad) with a distant relatives of neeranjani's (her dad's such and such). unfortunately, i was not awake to greet her because my jet lag, once again, put me to sleep at an inopportune time (at about 8:00 while on the couch watching shrek with neeranjani). after she got here, we had dinner. we had idli, chapati, this bean dish that looked like zim sadza veggies (it was tasty), and another vegetable dish that looked like a cross between okra and celery (i got the sauce from it, but i'm not a fan of veggies chalk full of that fibrous sclerenchymatous texture). then after that, she insisted we have this snack which i believe is dried tapioca that's then deep-fried (that was REALLY good), and then she forced some fresh mangoes on us (which, despite being full, i couldn't too readily resist), and then tried to get us to have dessert which we both had to pass.
that's the funny thing about older people, and especially older foreign relatives: the phrase "i'm full" means little to nothing. there's ALWAYS room for more food even when you feel like a tick that's about to burst. her aunt was delighted at my appetite even though i was really too lethargic to eat too much.
tomorrow, we'll go into the city and do some shopping. i need to get a bunch of tops and bottoms that i can interchange because the western clothes i brought will only fly on the weekends. we'll probably go to the bazaar (?) because they've got some affordable ready-made stuff there, plus i hope i can find some sandalwood mala beads because the one i have back home is probably nearly ready to break.
i should get to bed since we're apparently being woken up at 6:30-7:00...on a saturday. i don't think indians subscribe to the whole notion of sleeping in, but i suppose i've gotten used to it.
good night!
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