Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Glimpse into the land of beauty

Swiss land - the land with largest finance centers, the land where every single person carries the latest iphone 4, the land of beauty, the land I knew before just for the swiss bank, swiss watches and our favourite shahrukh and kajol, became a reality for me.
16th May ,2011 I landed at the paradise, the place overshowered with beauty, welcomed by two handsome gentlemen Philip and Alex (did’nt know they would turn to be clowns for my journey ahead) and headed towards the hotel.

I was all excited about my first onsite, my first day at the client location and of course my new attires, business suits, skirts and the formal dresses. I am just in love with them now. :P :P

Ghshdfs, gitse, g…. whats that that every person greets me with when they cross by? Well it was tough to make out. Replied back with a “hi” assuming it definitely must be their way of greeting. Finally Alex and Philip helped us understand what it was: Grüße. So here started my learning of German. And it was real fun. All the more because I decided to teach the firangs hindi and I taught them all stupid words, which which sounded funny. So everytime some1 sneezed Alex and Philip had to say “bhagwan bhala kare” which sounded like "bagaaawaaan bala kari". :) 

It’s a different culture all together. Office is quiet (though me n Jo changed the environment of our room altogether :P),  there is nothing like a cafeteria and recreation room, people don’t take coffee breaks, tea breaks, snack break, break for nsp, breaks for a stroll and … In short people actually WORK here… J

It was also time for me to come out of my parantha zone and try different cuisines. Well I had no option but try because very few options  for Indian food were available. I started off with a Spanish restaurant. Took the menu and tried to read !@##$#%FRGE%$%#$%#T#%$$#^T%$.... Phew it was all in German. Finally I ordered a “Tortila” which was supposed to be a omelet with potatoes. So this was essentially the first time I had omelet. But almost 3\4th of the dish was wasted. Not bad nammo!!! I ordered something other than “Vegetarian “ food for the first time in life. J

Gates and Us

The gates at office are some strange monkey cages and had been a real source of entertainment for me and Jo all the time. For the first three days I did not have a permanent id while Jo had for heself. I used to get a temporary pass everyday which did not work after 6. So if you need to exit, you need to be thin enough to adjust with the other person in the monkey cage.

Thurday, I got my permanant card and we both left at from office. But we were still of the notion that we have 1 card and we need to be smart and quick enough to exit together. But how could we play that safe. Shit!!! Jyoti screamed. Her shoes got stuck in the gate. Good lord and we could hear a beautiful song from the door. Gawdd We went crazy and couldn’t control laughing at the situation and the consequences…Would there be a police?? Or a emergency troop to rescue us or we would stand all night dancing at the lovely tunes of the door. And there the door hit us hard and snapped us out .Luckily there were not many people outside to make fun of us.

Scared to be in India!!!

It was Saturday and our first weekend in Switzerland. We planned to go to Uetliberg: the top of Zurich. We had already bought the train upgrade tickets. And there we headed to our first outing. J

We took the tram 6 to Freisenberg and then took S10, the local train of Zurich and in not more than 20 mins we were 869.2m above the sea level. The view on our way was way more than what we expected. The Swiss land is seriously blessed. It was a green velvet, lush green to the farthest point our eyes could see.

We hiked up for some 10 mins, and we reached “uetliberg” where all what I could see was peaks full of snow, lush greens mountains, and the beauty of Zurich: Zurich Lake. Couldn’t have been more beautiful.


As usual, we were clicking loads of pictures, pictures of everything on the way. “Hey can I take a picture for u?” We could hear from the back…We turned to see a gentleman with a huge smile. He must be in his 60’s. “Yeah, sure that would be great”, I replied.

“So you two beautiful ladies where are you from? India?”
Yes we replied…And there Mr Gabriel was with his entire family story…I have been to Indiaà Goa, Trivandhjg, Phunjhab… I married a french girl… My son in law is a Pakistani…Meet my friend LK…and there he started introducing us to her in German…LK was nice and friendly.
“Make the most of your trip girls. We got one life, just enjoy as much as you can”  said the old uncle. I liked his philosophy.
We realized later that they were a group of 15 20 oldies enjoying their trip to the core.

Our stomachs had already started roaring and we tried to enquire the menu and the prices( of course it was necessary) of the food there in UTO Kumbh hotel there. Gosh!!!!!! It was pretty expensive.
500 Rs for a cup of tea!!!. And we stood there converting every menu price into Rupee. No menu item was less than 35 francs.  And we were no more hungry J.
Lets atleast explore howz the hotel inside: said Jo.

We entered and saw “Pizzate” written at the entrance and assuming that it was a Pizza counter there , we happily entered the room. Pizzate was just the name of the room we realized later though. :(
It was a beautiful hotel. There was a mini kitchen in the hall. We approached the kitchen and started enquiring if they had something in Vegetarian. “Hindi” replied the chef. “Arrey hindi ap kahan se ho bhaiya”. Punjab. And I smiled. Where in Punjab I asked. Lahore, I am a Pakistani. India ana chahta hai but darta hai. We were specchless. But why, I asked. India is not dangerous. You should not be scared. They wont do anything to you. “phle toh visa hi nai lagayenge….fir airport pe 100 tehkikat, Pakistani hia na hum, terrorist samajhte hai hume” said Mr Malik, the senior chef.

Ap batayein kya khayenge. Jo khayenge wohi banwa deta hun. He was so welcoming and hospitable. He made us bowl full of french fries, spring rolls and ravioli. And he came and said “sirf drinks ka pay karma…iska payment mat karma”. We were amazed. Tried a lot that he takes the money but he did not. We sat there for 2 3 hours and tried to empty those bowls …Our taste buds felt reincarnated.. J
Later he did not even take money for the drinks we had. It was almost 80 francs that we had to pay. But all of it came for free. We later got to know that it was the costliest restaurant of Zurich.

But at the back of my mind, I could still hear those words aloud…”India ane se dar lagta hai”.


Jali beans and mission Joanne

As usual me and Jo were  teasing Philip and for something and Jo said “Philip are u jalebi jaisa seedha”.
And when Philp tried to repeat, our very favourite jalebi turned into Jali Beans. J

He is one very notorious, but a very gentle guy. He makes us laugh everytime with his ever funny expressions and hilarious arguments.

We were after Philip’s and Alex’s life to show us their girl friends photo. And there in we enter into day long argument and deals. According to the deal, we were supposed to show them our wedding profiles( Subrat told them how weddings go about in India through wedding profiles). “Wedding profiles ?? we don’t have a wedding profile” both me Jo said.

U’ll have to make one!! That’s a deal that Philip wanted. But we were clever Girls. You show us half the picture of your Girl friend and we show you  the wedding profile tomorrow, Jyoti proposed.

The discussion went for the entire day and finally Philip showed us half his GF’s face. The same day he invited us for a dinner party with his friends. And according to him “It was my first weekend ever in Zurich and it was Jyoti’s first weekend ever outside India”. He said that always with a fishy smile and supercute expressions emphasizing each word. Funny he is!!!

“Mata Hari” was the venue. “Mata Hari” me and Jo burst into laughter again. And there came “funny bunch” from Philip for us :P

Philip was accompanied with two girls: Jo and Christine. Jo …hmmm Jyoti could recognize her, Joanne: she is Philip’s Gf. So that was a pleasant surprise for us planned by this shorty guy. And at the same time deal for us was over. J And Philip screamed in his tone…”a Deaaal is a Deaaaal”. But poor guy never got to see the wedding profile.

We had a nice time with the three, a really nice bun ch as Philip says J