a) KitKats from phoren. That your cousins brought whenever they came to India for a holiday. Huge suitcases with the special 'foreign-returned' smell would be opened and these KitKat packs would be distributed along with the standard Hershey's Kisses and Snickers. Once in a while my aunt would experiment with other kinds of chocolate--Reeses Pieces, for instance--which always finished, sure, but with not as much love and intensity as the KitKat's were scarved. Then, they started making KitKat here, and it didn't really have the decadent taste that American chocolate seemed to. (Why is that?) But still, because it was available so freely here, the aunts stopped bringing it. Like Levi's. But my cousin-in-law remembers to bring me party bags of M&M's every time she visits. The KitKat is dead, long live the M&M! :)
b) Appu Ghar. I really, really miss Appu Ghar, which for non-Delhi residents used to be the biggest amusement park here. Way back, when I was much younger, Appu used to be a big craze. Nirula's did an Appu birthday cake, which was quite popular. (In fact, I even had an Appu cake. I think I was two or three. I also had a merry-go-round cake, an Asterix and Obelix cake, a mermaid cake and my favourite--a Hansel and Gretel cake. By the way, my mother and I always went to great pains to design those cakes and recently going back to the Nirula's Cake Shoppe, I noticed they've coolly added all MY designs to their catalogue! Too bad I didn't know about patenting or copyright notices then, no?) Anyway, so Appu Ghar was where we took all visitors to the city, including the foreign returned KitKat bearers. But we also went alone quite a bit, my parents and I, for an outing. They had this mechanical life-size clown, which sat in a glass box and held out a bar of soap in each hand and if you dropped one rupee in the coin slot it would start laughing. And that stupid clown would scare the shit out of me. They took it down later though.
c) Being able to blog from work. Really. Can you imagine if I still lived alone and I had no internet access at work? I'd be like the Bhutanese people who were the last citizens on the PLANET to get cable tv. That would be me. The internet deprived. The Google-less.
d) Having long hair :( Now, while I love my short hair and how easy it is to handle and how much better it looks, I still miss going swish-swish from shoulder to cheek. I miss reaching my hands under my nape and pulling all my hair back into a bun or a ponytail. I miss the soothing strokes of brushing. I miss ironing my hair and watching it become all straight. I miss washing it and watching loose long curls hang down my back. I miss hair accessories. But, my short hair does look nicer.
e) Having friends who are in town! Leela, Devyani, Nitya, why have you foresaken me?
f) Having a boyfriend.