Plight of the Army kid.

yo all.....

my second post today. man i'm on a roll ...:P

okay so i was thinking about all the times ive been asked by my fellow Punjabiz...

" bai tera pind keda?"

and ive always been tongue tied in such situations.

its pretty embarrassing for a 'punjabi' to not know his pind. its suppose to be a matter of pride and what not.

For the people who know me wont bother reading this coz they know that im a lousy punjabi. ive stayed in punjab for 2 yrs... 3 yrs in chandimandir dont count. and i learned my punjabi at the tender age of 16...:P.. that too only reading and writing.

still not learnt how to speak.

dont judge me.... it is not easy for a person who has stayed all over india.... without a punjabi in sight.

my nanaji was in the indian navy. and sure enough my mom had a tough time learning punjabi as well... she tells me she learned how to speak punjabi only after marriage.

now back to me.

so i was trying to figure it out one day and i remember i messed my self up so bad..:P

thats when i realized my grandparents (both nanaji naniji & dadaji daddiji) are from pakistan.

that makes my parents pakistani....

that makes me pakistani.

i flipped out crazy that day.

but what really baked my noodle was that i was born in shillong... mom in kerela.... dad in punjab... sis in mumbai..... damit... i cant catch a break..

so after all this brainfarting.... i figured out a perfect answer for the curious....

whats my pind?

im from India.

:D