Posted by: inbavalli on: October 27, 2009
The other day I noticed Kutty wearing a chemise beneath a thick school shirt beneath a pinafore and I bristled. Did she imagine she lived in Siberia, I asked. “History Miss says we should wear a slip beneath our shirt, Ma,” she explained to me. This history teacher surely lives in Victorian England.
“No more of [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: October 27, 2009
I love them. They smell good, are easy to wash off and do not make tall claims about nourishing my hair, preventing hair fall or removing dandruff. Their sole assignment is to make my hair squeaky clean and that they do well. They come in cute little containers and what’s more – they are complimentary.
Posted by: inbavalli on: October 21, 2009
“Dabbu laedhu”. I’m sick of saying this to my kids, ‘Tuppperware’ friend, salary-advance-seeking maid, and just anybody who asks. I honestly mean it. With a huge home loan EMI gorging into our salaries, the husband and I seem to perennially fall short of funds these days.
This is when I look back at my parents with [...]
Posted by: inbavalli on: October 4, 2009
To the daughter who thinks she’s old enough to handle her own hair:
No, at nine, you aren’t that old. C’mon, you aren’t even a teen yet! As your paati would’ve said, “molachchu moonu ela paayala”.
No, I will not let you chop off that beautiful waist-length hair. That stupid friend of yours went for a stupid [...]
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