Posted by: inbavalli on: September 23, 2009
That’s my mum’s favorite theory. She firmly believes that every man, given a chance, will let his eyes rove. And his hands – or at least his mind – would like to follow suit soon after. Aeka pathni vratham, she says, is a vratham after all – not at all the norm and a tough [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: September 13, 2009
I honestly don’t know why I do this year in and year out. Every Janmashtami I crib and cringe over the bakshanam torture and then end up slaving it out in the kitchen, as I did yesterday.
At least earlier I had little choice – my MIL would have none of this Janmashtami-with-milk-and-fruits-alone business. But now [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: September 6, 2009
With Facebooking, Orkutting and What-not-ting, I’m suddenly getting in touch with a plethora of henna-haired, Talwalkars-shaped ophthalmologists, Montessori teachers, investment bankers and mid-level executives who were once my schoolmates.
For someone like me who sucks at networking, this is turning out to be one big bore. Now, if it’s just keying in a polite, two-line email [...]
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