When I was a kid,my favorite ad on T.V. was "utterly,butterly,delicious Ammulllllll" and the cute girl with the red polka dot dress. Call it divine intervention or lady luck, though I was too young to understand what the word 'foodie' meant, I was sure growing up to be one.( Rectifying the statement) A MAJOR one. Growing up in Kolkata,a major part of my school friends,college friends were Punjabi. Again,call it divine intervention or lady luck, I really struck a cord with the happy-go-lucky fanatics of 'makai ki roti,sarso da saag' so much so that at one point of time,my dear and loving mother used to think she might again need to teach me Bengali or how to eat 'Ilish mach'. I always scored great in hindi,thanks to my non-stop hindi/punjabi speaking friends and developed my hindi so much that till today people mistake me to be a punjabi when I speak in Hindi. ' O teri!' Now the question arises as to why till today I bond with Punjabis