So P got his first ever certificate yesterday. He has been attending Kumon maths for the past couple of months. His dad and I were surprised when the teacher told us couple of weeks back that P would be taking his current level test. A test? After just 7 weeks? Oh well, we thought, nice [...]
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Latest on Thu, 02:03 am : hi lavanya.you design well.but it is not understand to the non technical persons.This page does not contain proper navigation.Design web site with navigation .ALL THE [...] : this template/theme/layout of yours is pretty unreadable, rather the navigation etc. is confusing. whats up with all these new themes etc? what are you trying [...] : Hi, I am from a media company and would like to contact you regarding the syndication of your blogs on our famous website. Since there [...] : Here's my new wall. Feel free to leave a (nice!) comment here. |
My Baby is 6 today! I know, I cannot believe it! I keep looking at him, looking just the same as he did yesterday and the day before and today, suddenly, he is a year older. How surreal is this? Where was the red-faced, wrinkled, squalling baby I held seconds after [...] Premalatha tagged me to put baby (ish!) pix of self and the Hubby. I wondered for a while at the sanity of such an act. Then I thought ‘what the heck!’ and decided to give in. The babe in brand new undies is me. I must’ve been 2-3 months old at that time. Check out [...] Yesterday, I heard my not yet 6 year old son emphatically tell me: “I am not going to get married – not to a girl, not to a boy, not to an old woman. No. I am not. Ok?” Ok, my boy. Whatever you want. A little later, a request to make him put his shoes on before [...] Who am I? This is a question I have often posed myself since I could formulate those words. Not because I had amnesia like Jackie Chan in that god-awful flick but when I was old enough to differentiate between dialects and accents, I figured the dad’s side of the family in the Village spoke totally [...] Music – it is about feelings and emotions, right? My choice of music came under much (friendly, of course) ribbing and I shudder to think what kind of comment this post might attract but I can’t help it. I heard this song after a long, long time today. And with the first bar, it took me [...] Summertime in Chennai used to be the days of mangoes (raw and ripe) and vadams. Those were the days when the 3 weeks of kathiri veyyil were the only time the sun beat down on the good people mercilessly. Rest of the time, the folks of Chennai were just left to perspire freely and go [...] Every night, as he prepares to go to bed, P and I have a routine. After a story, I generally make him lie down on my lap and he’ll moan ‘can I go to my bed now?’ Off we’d go and I’d lie down with him for a while, wish him good night and slink [...] One of the best things about growing up in Chennai, IMHO, is the accessibility to one of the best hangouts in the world, Elliot’s Beach. All through my school and college life, this beach was the ultimate cool hangout. There was a hierarchy to the place and one picked up on it pretty soon. The layout [...] Maami, Maami, Golu vecha sundal, I remember getting dressed in my pattu pavadai (silk skirts) and walking up and down our streets with my group of friends during Navrathri. Our job was to go to every house that had kept a golu, stand outside their gates and recite the above-mentioned chant. It normally resulted [...] |
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