From the machu pichu brought down the espresso, Mi. I remembered the first time we got it and made coffee on the kumuti with it. Just thinking of that makes me laugh now. It used to be my job to poke at the holes in the sieve that went into…
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Just when I think I am over all the emotional blackmail and baggage there comes another zinger to fling me right back into that quicksand of sadness and bad memories. And the worst part is it only takes a gentle trigger sometimes, Mi. How I wish you were here to…
You know how we used to joke about the ‘vaarams“, Mi? It is even more rampant now – although we hardly watch any Tamil programming except for comedy these days. The movie channels would have a set of movies that would fit into various categories and no matter what the…
Remember that song by Jamiroquai I used to keep listening to? Even the video is kind of catchy. Anyway, my current virtual insanity is all about a project I am struggling to finish. Not so much because of the difficulty level as the dragginess of it. It began months ago,…
So, some days back I was looking for different ways to cook ghia (bottle gourd/lauki/doodhi) – because you know how your grandson is not a big fan of the kootu – and thought, arre, why not lauki muthia. Easy to make, steamed, tasty – what was not to like? Turned…
These are uncertain times when we don’t feel we have a grasp on our lives and everything feels wobbly. And wibbly. I was thinking of that wibbly wobbly toy Vidur had as a toddler. How much he loved that caterpillar literally wobbling its way around the house! Some days I…