and where would i go?
i would go to mylapore. where i went to school. where i have eaten 15 ice creams in 30 minutes. where my friend at 12 ice creams in 30 minutes and admitted defeat.
where i dont need a vehicle. where i dont get lost. where i can see dress-makers stitching Bharatanatyam costumes. where i can hear Madurai Mani Iyer singing a song i havent heard being sung anywhere else recently except in the penseive in my head… “Ka..pa..li”.
where i can see glass bangle sellers. where i can see dots and curves morphing into kolams. where trains fly. where young booksellers sell old, old books. where i can still borrow books from a library card under the bff’s name. where jewellery can be hired. where there are flute sellers and frame makers. where it feels like home under the shade of a tree in a park, swatting of all the mosquitoes who just want to say ‘long time no see..’
for sur.(apologies. this post was in my head)
“only a bloody contortionist can get into and out of those seats,” the bff to me, raging about her recent long-haul flight from canada to india.
fil to mil: “i think i will have lunch 10 minutes later.”
fil to me: ” could you please fetch me a pen.”
and so I do.
and he happily chooses a page from firstborn’s “dot to dot” book. And sits down to finish it.
78 going on 5
that would be the fil…(dad of five, teacher, big brother to 6, grandpa to 9, vigilance officer, a one-time expert on telephones, principal, rasamaholic, maker of the chewiest vella appams)
make a MiM?
i would say i have enough MiM girthwise to make at least two adult-sized Mims.
shankar mahadevan has enough energy for seven shankar mahadevans at least. saw him on TV. amazing chap.
i should blog out my worries more. baby param (who i think is reading this blog) has resumed rasam rice
very resentful that firstborn gets 99 per cent talktime with my dad on skype. i got like one minute and four seconds.
Been l.o.ling @ this one:
a local school here is giving jobs to whomsoever who has applied.
the mmmim’s colleague is saying they removed the sign on the grass from ” trespassers will be prosecuted” to “trespassers will be appointed”:-)
things i wish i had said today.
to the mmmim’s colleague’s wife: ma’am your husband is having an affair.
to the mmmim: i will not serve your bloody colleague (who’s having an affair) upma. i will not speak politely to him. he’s a freaking cheat.
to pesky kid: my son will not play with you, kid. you are too bloody rough.
to firstborn: stop ordering for coffee loudly when we have guests. this isnt your grandparents house. this is mine.
to william dalrymple: i finished white mughals. really. why did you have to hide the story behind your PhD thesis?