after eating a whole meal i was still hungry. so trying to be ever so independent [not a chance of that happening here] i ventured into boiling an egg in my nani ji's kitchen without outside aid. needless to say i had to ask where the pans were and how to light the gas stove and exactly when the egg would be ready. it's odd being dependent again after living independently for so long. nothing i can't get used to but i always wonder if the help [i probably sound very uppity when i say this but here it's a way of earning and nothing as demeaning as it sounded or didn't sound until i started explaining] thinks and by that i mean curses about how lazy we are. especially the younger crowd.