A lazy Friday afternoon. It was Shruti's birthday, she was her usual self and working from home.
We had just finished with a fulfilling lunch and Shruti was onto something that she does best.
She was planning the next set of actions for the day and the week ahead, and putting timelines to those.
"Vishy, I was thinking we can rest till evening and then push off to Nallakunta (parents' home). Then we will stay over there for Saturday & Sunday. Sunday I am planning to meet up with Ammu for breakfast. On Monday morning you can go from there itself to the airport directly. I will stay in Nallakunta for the week. Also, need to do a test on Wednesday. Dashrath will drop me to the bus pick up point and bring me from the bus drop point on each of the days."
I nodded my head & tried to process the information which had just been thrown at me all at once. But focused on the immediate course of action - Nallakunta.
Within minutes of sounding out her plans, Shruti was on her 2-hr afternoon siesta and subsequently we found ourselves preparing to go to Nallakunta. And there is a reason it is called a "preparation" as it opens up a mental checklist of things to be done, boxes to be ticked etc.-
- Good thought has to be given to the perishable food which is there in the house on whether it has to be disposed off or carried to Nallakunta for better use. If it is the latter option, then it has to be packed properly in appropriate containers which go into clean bags.
- Calls are made to the house maid & cook announcing a 2 -day 'chutti', much to their glee.
- A bundle of clothes is packed (rather stuffed mercilessly) for a wash/press.
- The air-purifier accompanies us as an occasionally companion in the car.
- Office bags are packed
This is followed by a mandatory check of the house by Shruti once all the boxes are ticked, we are ready to go.
Some routines do not take a holiday even if it is your birthday.
We reached Nallakunta. Nallakunta, much unlike Rainbow, is an epitome of order, arrangement & categorization. It reminds one of the good old school days. Each thing is in place as if it is destined to be there, there is a scheduled time of activity, seating arrangements are assigned and respective room discipline maintained precisely at all times. Instructions/SOPs go out to the maids.
The travel from Rainbow to Nallakunta transcends multiple boundaries - new to old, apartments to independent houses, fast life to laidback environs, cosmopolitan to Hyderabadi lingo.
As per convention, Baba's Swiggy connection was already at work to get us a rich starter menu from the trusted 'family' restaurant. Given the regularity of deliveries there, I feel Swiggy would already have predict a order from the Nallakunta household even before it is placed and filling in the address field is just a formality.
The family had a sumptuous dinner that evening, with dinner table conversations.
"Out-of-the-box thinking hona, Bhai. Kitte ki loga faste ji, Plan B nahi hain bolke. Ino abhi court/lawyer ku bhaagra." flowed out the hyderabadi from Baba, as he was explaining a situation a friend had got into. Some light trolling followed. Lessons were learnt for the day.