On the parchment

Disclaimer: Nope. Can’t think of anything. If you are offended by this blog, read the title again and repeat the following step with a smile. Sing in Tamil, tour in France, try German (I mean the language), watch Desi movies and read Shakespeare. This is the story of how I learnt other languages apart from my mother tongue Tamil. As you know, there are two la, ra and na in Tamil. When I was five, during the language test, the teacher asked me to spell some words. She asked, “Which ‘ra’ do you use in in ‘maram’? The small one or the big one?” (Maram: tree) I was delighted. No one asked a five year old to choose. I promptly answered, “I choose the big one.” She frowned and said, “You don’t get to choose.” I should have figured. She asked her next question, “Which one in ‘naai’?” (Naai: Dog) I pouted, “I don’t get to choose a dog here, do I?” She sighed, shook her head and moved on to the next kid in the class. Needless to say I didn’t score a hundred in the subject.

Cupid may very well be the god of love and desire but no one can refute the love for our Lord Krishna. There isn't any God in any religion (that I know of) with whom the devotees romanticize. I think it is exclusive to our one and only Krishna. Women do idolize Lord Ram and wish for a future husband with His great characteristics but it stops there. With Krishna, we take it one step further and idealize our romantic fantasy. Recently, I stumbled upon the song from Jodha Akbar and since then I couldn't get it out of my head. Aside from the beautiful voice singing it for the most beautiful woman in the world, this song mesmerizes the audience with its enchanting words to woo Krishna. Raas rachiyan brindavan ke Gokul ke basi Radha tumhri daasi, Darshan ko hai pyaasi Shaam shalone nand lala krishna banwari Tumri chab hai nyari Mein to hoon tan man hari... (O divine dancer who resides in Gokul in Vrindavan Radha, your handmaiden, yearns for the sight of You

Disclaimer:  The characters and scenarios depicted in the blog are non-  fictitious . Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is purely intentional . Real Disclaimer: Naah! Just get a high speed internet and a sense of humour to enjoy this blog at best. 1. IIT Fever Girl: I want a guy who did his undergrad and postgrad in top IIT institutes. Boy: What about you? Where did you do your undergrad? Girl: It doesn't matter. Boy: 2. To kill a sister in law Girl: I want a guy who doesn't have a sister. I don't want any troubles from her or because of her in the future. Boy: Give me few days. I will "take care" of my sister. 3. The localite Girl's criteria: Guy's hometown should be Chennai. I cannot move to anywhere else in India. I want to settle down in Chennai. I have lived all my life in Mylapore. I know the tailor shop bhai, vegetable vendor, bakery uncle, rosemilk anna, pani puri wala, auto man, my friends

Yeah, you read it right. Not cuddling; curdling. If that's even a word for what I am about to write. Ladies, back me up here. What is the one biggest, unaccountable responsibility as a married woman that goes unnoticed all the time? It’s not the back breaking duty of doing the dishes when it mounts to the height of Mt. Everest. It’s not cooking sambar with all those sambar powder and daal and tamarind and whatever it is that people make sambar with. It is not even the taxing job of making your own sambar powder, standing in the kitchen for over half a day and then begging the guy at the “maavu machine” shop to grind it to the exact consistency of sambar powder, which he will eventually flop which is still okay because we need that guy in our life to blame every time something goes wrong in our kitchen. No it’s none of these. It’s the act of making curd. Again, you read it right. When I was ready to get married I thought to myself, “Cooking? Yay or Nay? Let’s go with N

Disclaimer:  The characters and scenarios depicted in the blog are non-  fictitious . Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is purely intentional . Real Disclaimer: Naah! Just get a high speed internet and a sense of humour to enjoy this blog at best. 1. Tall, hefty and handsome is the thing now Boy is tall and hefty, girl is tall and slim. Boy's condition: If you gain weight I will marry you. Girl: 2. Love at first bite Boy's condition: I need a girl who can cook multi cuisine. Girl: Well, I can manage North and South Indian. Boy: Oh no! I am a foodie. I need a wife who can make Italian, Chinese, Mexican etc. Girl: Yeah I am the next masterchef India winner. 3. The whole IT package Boy (in fake accent): Hi How do you do? I hope everything is alright at your end. Girl: Um yeah thanks...? Boy: Let me update you on my profile and we will see the kind of progress we can make. I have been in IT for 6 years, working for a US client. I am av