Disclaimer: "This piece of my creativity is not meant to offend any particular community but dedicated to the happy go lucky nature of my neighbours-The kapoors"!!
The Kapoors have been my neighbour for almost 4 years now and now as I am ready to shift to a new house I will miss the Kapoor household the most if not for anything but atleast for the wholesome entertainment that they provided to someone like me...It is a typical punjabi household with lots of noise and gungho about everything.The decibell level of each member of the house was enough to serve as an alarm clock in the morning.But they have always been very warm and cordial sometimes even asking me for sharing the lunch with them on sundays.
Mrs. Kapoor was totally into herself and quiet boisterous about everything.Showing off was her passion and she will not miss any oppurtunity to let you know about any of thier newest possesion. Now she had a particular way of doing it and it was not directly said or showed but the way she projected it that was enough for even a chicken headed person to understand. I remember the day when Mr. Kapoor got her the latest model of 230L double door refregirator. It was placed nowhere but in the living room such strategically that anyone passing by would have surely got a glance of it. This made the other ladies ask her and her mission was accomplished.
I had over the years also observed that they used to go out when their kids had summer vaccation. Even after returning back and that too a good 3-4days later her hand bag still carried the baggage tag. This bag was taken everywhere for the next 10 days only to attract questions about her air travel and vaccation.
Mr. Kapoor was forced to make his youngest son sit on the car hood while he was coaxed to have his dinner.No not because the kid wanted it but because the new i10 cannot be shown off otherwise to the neighbour who was still struggling with his maruti 800..
Thats Mrs.Kapoor and her ways of leading life but I was always welcomed in their sunday lunch specially since it offered me to have chole which was Mrs.Kapoors speciality.That day the entire household wore a festive look.Kids would get up early with the aroma of the spices moving around their nostrils, Mr.Kapoor would be dressed in his sunday best having got his shave done at the saloon.They even had relatives coming from other parts of the NCR just to get a taste of Mrs.Kapoor's famed chole...
The lastest possession of theirs is a pug influnced by the vodafone ad.Now every evening Mrs.Kapoor takes it out for a stroll wearing her nike shoes horribly complimented with heavy silver anklets.
Just another week to go and then the Kapoor household will remain only in the figment of my memory...
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