June 6, 2009
Hello there, denizens of the recession generation!
After a looooooooooong time, your least favorite blogger is baaaaaaack!
I can safely say that none of my ex readers encouraged me to come back, but that should never stop the intrepid writer, should it now!
Whats up on the life front, you might ask? Nothing! No job, no income, just living off my parents! All you people who are living off the state, wonder how that feels..
Lets hope I stay the course this time and start writing regularly again.
Coming up are some short stories too, just to punish my regulars 🙂
February 21, 2009
Vk recently wrote this post on choosing higher education options. I can relate to it so bad! Usually the poor students who finish their 12th in Tamil Nadu have blinkers tied to them and are led into the engineering horse race without fail. My story was a wee different!
The year I finished my 12th with the usual above-average-but-far-from-spectacular marks, was the year my mother’s Bhakti engine had gone into Overdrive. The months leading up to my 10th (passed out in 1996)had been chock-full of visits to perumal koils, donating twigs of exotic plants to farting pundits, personal aarti services with kartikeya, and the pleasing of all other sundry gods and goddesses who pepper the Hindu belief system. This was followed by consultation with the numerous saamiyars, astrologers and other assorted fortune tellers, including a Kali mama, and an ex bank employee to whom Hanuman had started giving nightly darshans.
She finally came to her senses when the ex bank employee asked for a donation of Rs. 10,000 in 24 hrs as Hanuman was in a credit crunch. Of course this decision was greatly helped by my dissapointing 10th mark sheet. So she decided to eschew mainstream religion alogether and got all spiritual instead.
Mesmerised by a certain godman’s phallic extrusion antics, she decided to do the craziest thing a new convert to his brand of spirituality can do. She made her son join His college.
Part 2 – The part where I studied at Bangalore, but never knew it!
December 6, 2008
It shocks you when you first encounter it. A well read, progressive, liberal, open minded woman asks you what your sunsign is. How the fuck does it matter woman? How does it matter where the Sun was when I was born?
And dont even get me started about the ‘horoscope’ columns in newspapers / news magazines. Everyone knows that anyone can write a horoscope prediction without knowing shit about the stars, sun, atronomy, astrology etc.
In fact, let me try to write one off the cuff, just to prove a point. Here goes..
‘You will face many challenges today. Money is an important goal, and you will have help from your peers in achieving this. Your partner will remain distant, romantic involvements will cause tension’
See? Its like a piece of cake eaten during a walk in the park!
Why dont these dumb things understand that there’s more to me than the position of the Sun on the day I was born. I demand to be treated like the complex, interesting individual I am.
In the immortal words of Sivaji, The Boss, VAANGA PAZHAGALAAM!!!
December 3, 2008
Why dont our weddings have a Kasi yatra for the bride?
November 23, 2008
Why is politics called Arasiyal? The word literally means Science of King/Royalty. I always thought the government was the servant of the people. Naive me..