After effects of World Cup Soccer
After a rather long car ride, I eventually reached my brother-in-law’s house in Kharagpur where my inlaws are now staying. I had gone completely unannounced. Needless to say, everybody was very surprised.
None were, however, as surprised as the maid servant at their place. The poor lady had never seen a middle aged man in shorts and shining shaved head in front of her. Curious, she discreetly asked my sister-in-law “Uni ki Bombay thekey esechhen?”. Evidently, she had guessed that I have some connections with the movie world.
She accurately guessed that she was way off. Her first hint was my sister-in-law’s uncontrollable laughter π So, she promptly corrected herself “Oh! Football kheltey esechhen, na?”!!!! She thought I was part of a soccer team and had come to play in a local tournament!!!
You can’t blame her. I am sure two months of World Cup soccer on TV is enough for anybody to associate shorts and shining pates to soccer players. The fact that I was wearing a two-tone panel shirt and old pair of running shoes did not help matters either π