For the longest possible time Mr. A was also known as Janoo London (by my aunts), because he was the English Babu from London who married a Desi Maim from the Punjabs. The desi wife whose first cooked meal was a bone shivering spicy chicken curry – which resulted in; glistening drops of sweat on Janoo’s forehead, numbed his taste buds and made those ultra white London cheeks go red.
Jab koi baat bigar jaye
Jab koi mushkil par jaye
Tum dena saath mera
And when the desi wife was half dying with four days of labor and excruciating pains, Janoo couldn’t take it anymore, so decided to pass out in the labor room. “Tum dena saath mera…”
Miley to dil jawaan
While the desi wife slogs daily at the gym Janoo is getting slimmer and younger with no absolutely no slugging or slogging. Janoo is getting so jawaan that he was wearing different shades of pink on his janam din and desi wife was clad in black.
I can carry on these jazbaati (emotional) rants forever, which I am sure you all know by now. Despite the first tongue twisting, eye popping and bud numbing experience, Janoo still likes to eat whatever I make. His recent favorite are the roast beef sliders, which I am now combining with a sweet and tangy mango and jalapeno sauce – chances are Janoo wont have to reach out for the fire extinguisher this time.