I’ve been a resident of Bandra for 10 years now and one of the most fun habits I’ve adopted while living in the suburb is it’s young, hip and happening (only to us) lingo. Having moved to Bandra at the age of 15, also known as the age that everyone usually is in a long term meaningful relationship of at least 2 months, I was in for a bit of shock.
Being not what my peers would consider “normal”, my first year of college taught me what no other academic institution would recognize as educational though it was crucial to my survival in this small suburb. For instance, I was “proposed to” several times yet not one of my suitors carried a ring. Finding it odd that guys I hardly knew would want to marry me was just an afterthought. But “proposed”, I found out, was another term for “getting friendly” which, was another expression for “carrying on” and there, at least that was a term I was familiar with, thanks to my mother, a famous TV series and my questioning mind.
Then, when I was comfortable enough to creep up on a group whose route home matched my own, I was in for some more invaluable gems. We weren’t to go to our respective homes, but to “Njoy”, much like my favourite mango drink at the time, at Candies or anywhere else we could buy a fresh lime soda for Rs.10. It was on these occasions that I was “given intro” to guys and girls from various other colleges, all the while “freaking out” on our French fries or whatever else my Rs.30 daily allowance could afford.
By the time I left college, I was in with the “fundoo” crowd. I learnt that homophobic adolescent boys called each other “Barry” implying that the other was gay and you weren’t to listen to anyone who “gave ballies” because you could bet your “father in laws awlas” they were just talking nonsense.
– Melanie Mathias
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