What a lovely name for a town.
Yet another totally chance finding. Second day of trip, we've done Sadda Pind in the morning, a second visit to the Golden temple in the evening, dinner in a simple daaba, and back home fully satiated. We have nothing much planned for the next day, and our flights only in the evening.
We'd decided we'll just stay home and read. Thanks to long flights, we were well set on books :)
Night, all set to sleep, mom picks up this little book on Punjab that's sitting on the bedside shelf, and says "Smitha, take a look na, there's some interesting stuff in it about Amritsar"
I browse a while..... and this name Tarn Taran, I just kept rolling it around on my tongue for a while, and it rolls so beautifully. In a while I'm like "what a find ma, this looks doable, an hour from here, there's an interesting sounding place, 'tarn taran', want to go?".
She's like 'what's in it?'
"Not too sure ma, sounds like another Gurudwara...but actually chumma only, we'll go?"
She was fully game, I so love that about her. Her ability to go along with vagueness and spontaneity. (likely that gene is from her :)
First thing in the morning is a frantic call to Savinder.
He's like "abhi aana hai?......tarn taran? haan jaantha hoon........wahan jaana hai? ......kyon?"
"bas, aise hi.....jaa sakthe hain?"
He was here within half hour, and we were on our way. Through a beautifully foggy morning, going through country side Punjab, across these exquisitely beautiful yellow sprayed fields, 'sarson da keth'.
When we kept seeing signboards that read 'batinda' it was sounding familiar, and then it struck. Jab we Met, this lovely road trip movie, and it somehow felt like we were on the right road too :)
A drive like this, countryside Punjab, and we were like, even if there's nothing in Tarn Taran, we're good.
I love the fog filled pictures of this post.......will do actual Tarn Taran in the next :)
We'd decided we'll just stay home and read. Thanks to long flights, we were well set on books :)
Night, all set to sleep, mom picks up this little book on Punjab that's sitting on the bedside shelf, and says "Smitha, take a look na, there's some interesting stuff in it about Amritsar"
I browse a while..... and this name Tarn Taran, I just kept rolling it around on my tongue for a while, and it rolls so beautifully. In a while I'm like "what a find ma, this looks doable, an hour from here, there's an interesting sounding place, 'tarn taran', want to go?".
She's like 'what's in it?'
"Not too sure ma, sounds like another Gurudwara...but actually chumma only, we'll go?"
She was fully game, I so love that about her. Her ability to go along with vagueness and spontaneity. (likely that gene is from her :)
First thing in the morning is a frantic call to Savinder.
He's like "abhi aana hai?......tarn taran? haan jaantha hoon........wahan jaana hai? ......kyon?"
"bas, aise hi.....jaa sakthe hain?"
He was here within half hour, and we were on our way. Through a beautifully foggy morning, going through country side Punjab, across these exquisitely beautiful yellow sprayed fields, 'sarson da keth'.
Mom daring the cold to get off the car for that nicer picture, or maybe just to experience the space. At that point I generously asked her "want to go sit in the front ma?". "No, I'm fine". Then the hesitant, "I'll go?". And she's like "antha daddy laaga ne nuvvu".
And you realize that when with parents, you will never fully move away from being a child. You can resist it or flow with it. Well, I moved to the front, chose to smile and flow with it :)
When we kept seeing signboards that read 'batinda' it was sounding familiar, and then it struck. Jab we Met, this lovely road trip movie, and it somehow felt like we were on the right road too :)
A drive like this, countryside Punjab, and we were like, even if there's nothing in Tarn Taran, we're good.
I love the fog filled pictures of this post.......will do actual Tarn Taran in the next :)
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