The concept of "Jhootha"

Growing up, we were never encouraged to eat anything that was "Jhootha" and that still remains somewhere in my head. I can't eat stuff that someone else has eaten. But over here people don't get "it". So when someone lovingly offers a sip of the drink they've been drinking or offers something to eat...its really difficult to say no...(not to the food but to the person). Funny, after our wedding, D and I was just given one plate of food (My sis' idea!) I was like can I get my own plate :)) (I don't mind eating with him anymore) but others I still can't bring myself to!
Even if it means awkward moments like the other day at work, xyz offered a fruit salad.
xyz: "Its so good, try this"
me: "I've just had a big meal, thanks though"
xyz: shrugs

This is the nth time this has happened with different people.

Weekends

Its almost been a month into my new job and my coming home from India. Out of nowhere (ok...let me honest here from xyz) came this fab new job offer and circumstances just made me take it (yes, money). Going in I knew it was going to be a challenge, because it requires a different kind of personality...an outgoing kind...so I have to go out to meet clients and get them to "buy in" to what we offer. If they do, I train them on it. So a few days ago I was out of station staying in a hotel and having the company pay the expenses (first time that has happened). This week again I have to go train people but this time I am on my own. So the weekend was to be spent in front of the mirror as I practice material delivery...I was suppose to do that today but D was online whole day watching the match and I got the commentary from him and my plans went for a toss...wouldn't have wanted it any other way!