Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
The brat got off the school bus with two holes in the school uniform that hadn't been there when he'd got on the bus in the morning. When I asked him (with a slight frost in my voice) he told me that a "Screaming Death" had made the holes. For the uninitiated, a Screaming Death... Continue Reading →
I say this with every bit of sincerity I possess: there's a special place reserved in HELL for Prabhu Deva for making this movie. I am not a snob about my movies. I prefer the light-hearted ones to the somber ones, that's true but this movie was boring and it's cliches had cliches and barring... Continue Reading →
That CC is just me trying to be clever and semi-gloat because this is the 200th post on this blog *drum roll*. However if I was being very, very honest I would probably need to write a couple more to make it 200 original posts since I know I've reblogged (another author's) atleast one post... Continue Reading →
I first blogged in 2005. Courtesy Red. When we met he asked me a couple of questions about my interests and what sort of things was I into; sadly my answer to most were no. And stoic man that he is, he never batted an eyelid at any of them. And still doesn't a decade... Continue Reading →
I am currently in what I imagine is a near-Cinderella stage. Drippy nose, swollen face and mopping up the red blood (poster color) that MLM generously painted on his T-Rex's teeth and pretty much all over on an off-white tiled floor. I fall back on the worst threat in my arsenal aka am going away... Continue Reading →
There are days when being a parent seems akin to being a modern-day Sisyphus. Or did I mean Prometheus? Either way it's a (Greek) drama of epic proportions and you end up wishing someone or the other to Hades atleast once. Finit. Posted from WordPress for Android
On an early morning drive to the airport, roughly 36 kms of thinking time, I realized the following: 1. Robert Palmer is very repetitive. And annoying. Addicted to Love is getting deleted from the playlist. 2. Morons, the real ones, are very consistent. Moronic all the time. All days of the week. Never take a... Continue Reading →
A kid gets a cold and a mother's world spins out of whack!
Coffee rejuvenates. It brings us back from the dead but there's a (uplifting) magic in a hot cup of tea as well. Picture this- a clear tawny liquid that you can see straight through. Add a healthy squeeze of lemon and some slivers of ginger into the mix and you have a hot, tangy sip... Continue Reading →
Outside of the ocean and the ocean parks, Vegas and the other Meccas of gambling probably love the word whales as much as little kids do. Of course the meaning differs but the word whale brings a lot of different things to mind depending upon who is saying it and why. Associate a woman with... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 