Puk Puk Pukaak
I am a vegetarian. By choice. I used to eat non-veg as a kid, but gave it up when I was 11. ("Is this the real life ?") My whole family(barring one sister) eats non-veg. ("Is this just fantasy?") I just stopped liking the taste. (Death by Bohemian Rhapsody) And I am married to a Bengali. (!!!) You can understand how my food preferences make for such convenient conversation topics. Combining this vegetarianism with my inability to drink alcohol, I am the ultimate empty intersection set in the office party Venn diagram. But more food for me, so I am not complaining :) I was happily living a meatless existence till holy matrimony happened and I saw, what can only be described as the ‘other end of the spectrum’. That made me safely conclude that my husband was brought up with love, compassion and a steady daily dosage of fish. So his choice of a life partner, who is a vegetarian was all at once inconvenient(for him) and surprising(for ANYONE who knows him).
