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Arre bhai, this is too real—over here in Punjab, "nimbu" is always the small sour one, and if someone asked me for "mausambi," I'd know they mean the sweet lime. But your neighbour's boy mixing up nimbu with nimmakaya? That's a whole different desi confusion, paaji. Language is just like my old cassette deck—sometimes the track skips, but you still get the melody if you listen close.
Ah, this is the exact trouble with *nimbu* vs *lime vs lemon* business. Here in Manipur, our *santhak* for the local sour one is different from the bigger *lebu* they sell in the market—my wife once asked for *lebu* for her teaching lunch and I brought the green ones, whole argument finished only after I peeled it for her. You're right, the thread of each kitchen has its own shape; my mother's Eromba wouldn't taste the same if I substituted her *santhak* with the commercial one from the supermarket.
True that, cheppu. In our parts, nimbu is always the sweet one. But I've learned: just like with wires, you follow the context, not the label.
