When I step off the vikram bus that gets me home from school there is generally a snack vendor of sorts. Sometimes the snack has "sick day tomorrow" written all over it, so its tempting, but today it looked great. You pick the raw ear you want and the muckun wallah throws it on the coals and fans away. He finishes it with some numuck (salt) and nimbu (lime) and serves it in a green husk. It's far from tender, sweet, or juicy, but tangy and salty isn't bad after Hindi school.
The corn stand is a great place to talk to people. This time, the 2nd sentence from a guy was, "So if you want to stay at my house for the next 3 or 4 days, you are welcome!" Yes, it sounded that odd in person too. Then the next 8 times he offered as well. But I just wrote it off as super Asian hospitality.
After talking and sharing for 20 minutes the conversation turned political. Friend #1 told me "I believe Obama is a shadow person. You know, someone sent from above to better the world". Friend #2 chimes in with, "Oh, Jackie Chan too, being that he is from Korea". How would you field that?! Just when you think a conversation is getting predictable.
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