Posted by: inbavalli on: June 29, 2009
You said the toughest thing for a mother is to watch her daughter in labour. There’s something scarier, Amma – it’s watching your teenaged son on a bicycle. Especially when your son imagines he’s a macho hero driving a bike.
Posted by: inbavalli on: June 24, 2009
What was the Creator’s great idea in keeping the reproductive outlet so close to the excretory one? Why make it all so difficult in terms of hygiene and… hmm… the messiness quotient. Why, for half the population, the same plumbing is forced to multi-task. Did He fall so short of flesh and bones that He [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: June 24, 2009
We are rebuilding our house. It’s an ancient two-storied, shelf-less, rodent and termite-ridden relic that might have been named a national heritage building had we not decided to pull it down. How we came to the decision could fill a 400-page book so I keep off that topic.
Since we couldn’t get a flat close by [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: June 9, 2009
• How I wish they would serve the above menu at feasts. Who says feasts need to be pulses- and coconut-laden?
• Those who haven’t eaten this don’t know what they’re missing in life.
• The person who formulated rasam and did not bother to patent it is God’s greatest gift to mankind.
• If I had to go off rice for [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: June 1, 2009
Alert: Rambling post with excessive mush
As I saw my son walk out of the examination center with his friends my heart was filled with a strange emotion. I thought it was anxiety. But it was so pleasant that it couldn’t quite be that.
Paiyyan and his gang have been together since kindergarten. I remember them in [...]
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