It is the music season in Chennai, but I must first attend to this.
Original Image credits: Cathy Wilcox, Sydney Morning Herald, 23 March 2006 [link]
It is hard to write something new in the looming shadow of an overly popular post. Doubts creep in. Will readers expect another blockbuster? Will I be able to outdo that post? Will readers set the bar so high that a blogging equivalent of a Fosbury flop will need to be concocted?
And that was when two pieces of common sense came crashing through the window. The first one says – “This is just a (harsh adjective suggesting something very trivial) blog. So stop thinking like an image conscious celebrity because you aren’t one” and the second one says “The Jilpa must go on, even if it must disembark from a Tata Safari and get into a spluttering fish cart”.
So we move on.
ps: The sugarcane chewing tusker in the room nudges me with its trunk and reminds me that I must thank all the readers for their appreciation, accolades and other complimentary adjectives starting with the letter ‘a’. Ramsu, your title Gajabuja Jalsaamani is too flattering, and a very tough one to live up to.
Doing Jalsa & Showing Jilpa 
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