When sabzi consists of a delicious concoction of aloo and poppy seeds cooked to perfection, it's a high that even the best variety of cream will fall short of. But the rest of you guys will never get the sheer pleasure derived from that perfect nap with your beloved pashbaalish after a sumptuous meal of aloo-posto-mangsho-bhaat. Yes, we Bengalis are famous for being lazy, pot-bellied couch potatoes. It's impossible to handle a Bengali who hasn't had a satisfactory meal. Now, this staunch stance on food obviously means that we garner a lot of hate from every non-bengali around us. And please, don't even try to pass off that weird spicy pulao WITHOUT any aloo or egg as Biryani. Speaking on behalf of every single Bong on planet Earth, I need my fucking plate of bhaat every single day (sometimes for every meal). The fact that Bengalis take their food very very seriously is not exactly news. There's no ignoring the maachh-bhaat-biryani obsession. And while we're basking in the glory of our skills, we're unconsciously (mostly) giving a tonne of shade to a whole lot of people. What then seemed like training to be a part of a circus company, is something we've all grown up to cherish quite a bit. Painting, singing, dancing, cricket, football, theatre, guitar- you name it, and every Bong kid has gone through those years of reluctant training in each of these. The reason why we're so damn cultured is that every Bengali kid has gone through an initiation ritual involving being put (forcibly, more often than not) in classes for basically EVERYTHING. I'm certain you'll find Bongs religiously following 'Dadagiri' rather than watch Virat Kohli kicking ass on the cricket pitch. The only downside to this obsession is that we sometimes get unreasonably and aggressively defensive about Ganguly.
#How are you in bengali full#
Remember that time Dada stripped off his shirt and waved it around his head in excitement? Thousands of Bengalis across the nation followed suit and probably cried a bucket full of tears in that emotional moment. And cricket, for us, is synonymous with Sourav Ganguly. Dada.īengalis are a whole other brand of crazy when it comes to sports. And then there's the tendency to rattle off in Bangla with a fellow bong, while a whole lot of non-bengali speaking friends look on. There is an unmistakable spark of glee in every Bengali's face when the response to 'Tumi Bangalee?' is in the affirmative.
Nobody takes community camaraderie as seriously as we Bengalis do. Cannot help but speak in Bangla around another Bong in a sea of non-bengali friends. All that unabashed dissing of other cultures is a tad bit uncool, no? Tsk. But more often than not, you will find a beedi-smoking aantel uncle making a declaration that Rabindra Sangeet is the only 'real music' and no literature can surpass what Bangali literary stalwarts have graced us with. Of course we're well rounded, educated individuals. All that 'kalchaar' sometimes gets to our heads.ĭon't fight it, fellow Bangalees, we think we're a superior lot sometimes (always). We're just very hellbent on not being too estranged from our roots. But hey, it's not that we're not making an effort. Irrespective of how long we've been settled away from Bong-land, the quintessentially Bengali accent refuses to leave us. In our jest however, we often fail to realize that our brutal honesty isn't always welcome. Basically, if you hand us a bhaar of cha and a cigarette, we'll rattle off on autopilot, discussing and debating on anything and everything under the sky.
We're conversationalists and have a point to make about literally everything.
One thing that even a true blue Bengali would admit to is that we're incredibly loud.
But all that wisdom isn't always welcome. But sometimes, the burden of all that awesomeness becomes a bit much to bear, and we tend to come off a little too strong.So, despite the fact that Bengalis are well loved across the nation, here's a list of things that maybe we need to tone down on. You don't meet bongs, they happen to you. The fact that Bengalis are pretty awesome is a no-brainer.
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