Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I used to love horror movies. I utterly enjoyed the heck out of them and I was ghoulish enough to rate them on the BCI- Body Count Index...you know where you check to see if enough people are ending up dead or not. I realized early on that the BCI is directly proportional to my... Continue Reading →
TO just shocked me a few seconds ago when he found a bug crawling around in his room. He picked up my slipper (not his, mine) and said, "Say hello to my little friend!" and squished it into oblivion!! When did he see Scarface and how did he even know this quote?!!
Here it goes in no particular order: He calls you Bruh..mom and dad have left the building and Bruh reigns supreme.Angst is the name of the game.Being contrary is also the name of the game.Tantrums are usually lurking around the corner.Flashes of brilliance (I use the term loosely) can be expected.Hugs and kisses are still... Continue Reading →
I've often mentioned the focus on English language that was given during my education. That I also ended up studying English literature during my undergrads was of no surprise to many. One of the things we've been taught over the years, in appreciation of poetry and prose, is the figures of speech that add that... Continue Reading →
I was largely educated in convent schools where wooden rulers and thick books (Wren&Martin) flew through the air and landed on unsuspecting hands and back with unfailing frequency. They were almost always accompanied by beady-eyed looks of utter disapproval and disappointment by nuns sporting sparse to scary amounts of mouthbrows. Yikes! Add to that my... Continue Reading →
The brat is officially a preteen effective yesterday. He's also officially a slightly bigger brat than he was before. I was telling Red that it's as if I gave birth to a Valley Girl instead of a kid living in South India. But am told the rolling eyes, the general disdain for any parental advise... Continue Reading →
TO and Red have their little skirmishes from time to time. It mainly arises from TO growing into his teenhood and Red being the perennial good cop who realises that he can also be the bad cop from time to time instead of punting it to me. This morning's conversation with TO brought to light... Continue Reading →
TO has a last moment-scheduled cricket match; AGAIN. But we're happy to get up at the butt crack of dawn on our weekend to see our only flesh and blood off for a game with other small humans who will trash talk each other and going by their past record, lose, and come back in... Continue Reading →
I landed back in Hyderabad yesterday and as always Red and TO had come to pick me up. It's quite lovely to be met by happy smiling faces especially during these times. TO had made numerous calls to me while I was away and had let me know in great detail where Red hadn't come... Continue Reading →
My parents shared their good experiences with me by making me a part of them. Places they went to as children or travels they'd enjoyed were recreated with me so I could see what the fun was about. Places they hung out in or eateries they frequented in their youth; I've been to quite a... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 