Archive for July 2007

Two things

One serious. One not so serious. Serious matter. My flippantly worded profile (on the right) turns up on the front page of results related to google queries on “autistic savants”. My usage of that term was strictly non-medical, but I did not realize my folly till I got an email from the mother of a 5 year old son who has been diagnosed with Autism/Aspergers/PDD. She wanted to meet me […]

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Yeganeshtu All Oddsu

Saturday morning, Tennish No visit to Hyderabad is complete without a “Wow yaar. Yeh kaise banaaya yaar” gaping in wonderment at the Veiled Rebecca at the Salar Jung museum. Poets could wax lyrical about it. Lyricists could wax poetic about it. But only our driver, the amiable Feroze, could describe that symphony in marble thus: Maanlo ek ladki hai. Aur maanlo woh poorey safed kapde pehenke paani ke andhar chale […]

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Parachuting into Paradise

Thursday, close to midnight, 20,000 ft “Parachute or Marico”, I wondered, as I sat in Go Air’s flight from Chennai to Hyderabad. “Probably Parachute”, I felt. “The bouquet and aroma seem to rule out Marico”. Then the person sitting in front of me, reclined his seat. “Parachute confirmed”, I concluded. No self respecting south Indian can mistake the aroma of that venerable brand of coconut oil. But this self respecting […]

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I noticed that I had written a glossary page a while back but forgot to publish it. So here it is. I am so full of Biriyani, Khubani ka Meetha and exhausted from staring at churidhaars and sarees at General Bazaar that my travelogue will commence only tomorrow.

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Hyderabaadu, nenu vasthaanu..rape ooh

For the Telugu challenged, “Rape ooh” means “Tomorrow”, in case you thought otherwise. I find such incidental offensive words very interesting. A Punjabi (who else) friend of mine once asked me why Tamilians were so inappropriate when meeting anybody for the first time. I said “eh?” and he explained – “You guys always say Wanna Come? the first time you meet anybody”. Tangent over. Main matter now. I will be […]

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Agility, thy name is not a fancy synonym for “view”

Sirjee, mera file……. Eh? Woh file sirjee, jisko move karni thi. Meri file Oh. woh file. Ho jayegi. Thank you sirjee….sirjee…kab hogi? Abe bolraha hoon na. Ho jayegi. Jaldi kya hai (scratching head) Nahin sir ji, bus kaam jaldi karvaana tha Humko kya kampyuter samaj rakha hai? Tujhe patha hai kitna bijee hai hum Patha hai sirjee, hum aapka kuch seva karen (with isly ismile) Hmm..kya doge? Ek mitthai […]

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The Kaka Kronicles – episode #1

A delicious pizza meal, albeit with service at the speed of a three-toed sloth, at Smokin Joes (T Nagar) gave me some ideas for a comic series inspired by Chennai’s most ubiquitous citizens. It also turns out that this is my 100th post. (clap clap clap thang you thang you) Here is episode #1, in which the main protagonists are introduced. Click on the image for a larger, readable version. […]

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Autology 101

A while back, ATP called for the Auto Payyans School of Fine Etiquette – a world class institution whose global mission is to educate the middle-class on how to behave with Chennai auto drivers. And since any self respecting school needs a syllabus, I designed one here. Course subject #1 is Autology – an introduction to the basic philosophy and guiding principles of the world of Chennai Autos. As I […]

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Day tripper

A famous Jamaican singer once sang, Down the bay of Bengal, where the nights are gay and all and the sun shines daily on the LIC building top I took a spicejet on a flying trip and when I reached Bangalore, I made a stop. But I’m happy to say that I am back today, and will be here for many a day. The ghee is down, ladles turning around, […]

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Bard. Very Bard.

Some general wilfing yesterday led me to this page. While┬áI am not exactly smart enough to appreciate Shakespeare in the fullest possible sense, the sheer cadence and music of the words when spoken out loud amazes me every time. Subsequently, for some strange reason, I was watching Vikram and Trisha having a philosophically profound dialogue while dancing at the same time. And that heady concoction started creating all sorts of […]

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