Vanakkam Doctor !

CM Amma is unwell and recuperating after a multi organ failure. Bless her. Whilst, Bengaluru is getting rid of its unwanted Tamil Nadu registered buses, Chennai seems to be bit sane and maintaining a restraint; saving an odd skirmish here and there. Well, the next super power of the world, called India, shall be fighting; not with its neighbor ; however for water and other natural resources, state versus  states; T Nadu versus Kerala; Andhra versus Tamil Naadu; Karnataka versus Tamil Naadu; Haryana versus Punjab; whilst the federal govt embroiled in petty politics would be a silent, passive observer! The lower riparian state gets the major advantage in water sharing policy, locally, nationally or internationally. Karnataka is in; T Nadu is off; Siruvaani dam is in; Supreme court is off; Megadadhu is in ; Karnataka is off; dams across AP; hapless TNadu with no big river to sustain it perennially, left at the mercy of the neighboring states; Indian federalism at its ...

He may be formless albeit brings joy and confidence; he may augur good luck and girls and boys alike, like him.   Hindus simply love him and others too, including the Chinese, especially here in Singapore. And I had seen him virtually everywhere in Bali. He is so cute; is so informal; ever so practical and friendly. I am expecting a big lunch today and am sure would be followed with a siesta by the adults, whilst me trying my tender (!) fingers on the clay, given as a kosuru (tips) by the Pillayaar vendor.   Mind you, I am way too young to try a scene out of “Ghost", which would not be shot until 1991. I would try different shapes and artifacts and leave them on a box as a safe hide out to dry them out; Amma as ever, would appreciate and encourage my creativity! I would be joining either Appa or Amma to the, market to procure a beautiful clay Pillayaar for ourselves; albeit the size of him would depend upon on our affordability ...

Well Amma is once again given a chance to whack; by none other than Thatha and only Thatha. He, who could not get rid of his lust for power and had to opine just few days before the election, opening his bloody mouth, that he would be the CM until his death rather than portraying MK Stalin as a CM candidate, in my opinion has tilted the scale, few days before the elections; and the second reason , the untimely holy alliance with Congress. Again! Well, Thatha has done it again with his awful mouthing and his erstwhile sinking kattumaram simile must be smiling at him!! Me. Complete idiot and a stupid; Opinionated; Hypocrite; Arrogant; Straight forward; Abrasive; Judgmental; Paranoid; Laid back; Intuitive; Intelligent; language fanatic; high maintenance; overwhelming; omnipotent; mental; agnostic; stingy; greedy; lusty; flirt; canny; thick; music buff; food buff; master chef; boozer;  blogger; sweet talker and a smooth operator. Me . Exit polls predicted the con...

I am glad that I was not born in Bihar. For obvious reasons. In T Nadu, Amma   is still hanging around in the dugout; freebies galore in the manifesto; rumors say that she is too unwell to canvass in the elections; Captain is unwell too; PWF seems to be struggling with Vaiko and Captain; as usual Vaiko has back tracked from contesting ; wrong decisions at the right moments for this hapless politician; Thatha seems to be the only one gearing up for the elections amongst the star campaigners; and little MK Stalin, whose campaign style seems very efficient and well received. Majority of pre pollsters have gone in favor of DMK; let see, if they come back with good governance in Tad as promised by their leader and CM in making! If DMK’s back in reckon in this election, after their massive rout in 2014 MP elections, it shall be because of MK Stalin! So most of you may have thought that I was possibly looking depressed; grumpy; and few may ha...

Well I am knackered and too tired to wake up anyway. It’s around 8 in the morning in Kanchi. The morning is still young and Sun has not gone stronger yet and I was still having a lie in with my cousins and few uncles on the terrace yard, where we slept last night after a protracted and an intense game of Thaaya Parisu (Sadhurangam) with the house hold folks. The lovely scent of early morning dew on my nostrils and the dampness on the bed sheets was so soothing and cozy and I almost forgotten that it’s the fourth day of Pongal celebrations (called Kaanum Pongal or sight-seeing Pongal), and our third day here in Kanchi; and sooner we have to leave; feel low, want to stay longer; well I am lazy and knackered, unlike the ladies of the household, cooking yet for millions and minions, incessantly without any grudge. Well, I could already smell the spicy chicken and mutton gravy or kuzhambu on the breakfast menu served traditionally with Idli’s and Pooris, at the back yard of our hug...

Well, someone woke me up at 3 o clock this morning. It must have been Amma or possibly Appa. The sweet aroma of freshly lit fire already was in my eager nostrils and was sooner getting excited. It also slowly dawned on me that today was Bhogi, and at instant started remembering, Amma, scavenging lots of oldies over the past two months for this day of Bonfire eve, before the great day of PONGAL , tomorrow in Kanchipuram, at our grannies, 80 kms from our house here in Coral Merchant Street. Alas,  now it’s time to wake up and worship Nature. Well, I have been looking for this day for nearly 3 months, especially after the recent Deepavali holidays, in November; this would be the time when we shall get to meet all my cousins; young and old; aunties and uncles; favourites and not so ones; family friends; get to see new movies hidden away in my Amma’s sarees from my  hawkish periya maama or big uncle; get to exchange the lovely PONGAL Vazhthugal or greetings cards; get to w...

November and December were very eventful; heartening and disheartening for so many reasons. Well, Chennai was flooded to the brim; possibly man made, Amma made; nature made; however humanity with spontaneity was deemed the eventual winner; and we had seen the same in our condo recently, here in Singa, when one of our friendly lovely bloke breathed his last in a not that far away Pulau Ubin, of a sudden cardiac arrest and him gone forever and his young family now back in Mumbai. Albeit glad, that Chennai is perking up again and bouncing back to life as usual; Amma is deep down the floods, yet; in deep sleep/ coma and has become a sister to Chennaites in the process; unable to breathe, bathe and swim, her ministers had escaped by and large leaving the hapless Chennaites to fend for themselves; whilst the rivers within 100 kms of Chennai including the infamous cooum were so furious and flowing with vengeance;. Amma and others have now got the elections fever and dear Thatha ...