Um, hi. I’m Priya or Meenakshi or Kavitha. You might wonder why I’m never Kaira, Shyra, or Poo. Firstly, I cannot afford to be so posh (we’re on a budget) and secondly those aren’t even names. Actually I’m any name that reminds you of a cultured half saree wearing brilliant, courageous girl from the village.…… Continue reading Hi, I’m the female protagonist of this serial and this is my story.
BREAKING NEWS! If you didn’t know already, Pallikaranai is now Fantastic Pallikaranai all thanks to the new Fantastic Jeyachandran textiles that is now open in Jeyachandran nagar near Jeyachandran Apartments opposite to Jeyachandran colony in Jeyachandran city under Jeyachandran planet. The buzz is that Jeyachandran is planning to conduct the first ever Indian Patti-thotti league…… Continue reading Fantastic Pallikaranai and its IPL connection
Dearest Nighty, I know ours was an arranged friendship and all that. Honestly, I wasn’t too happy with the idea of meeting you at first. You weren’t supposed to meet me either, but look at us now! Fate made it happen and it all happened too quickly. Can I just take a moment to tell…… Continue reading An apology letter to the most comfortable piece of clothing invented ever
Do you know how many calendars we have at home right now? Fifteen. Yes, fifteen. And those are just 2017’s. We still have a couple of unused ones from 2016 tucked away in the cupboard. There are at least 3 calendars with Pullaiyar, 2 with Lakshmi, 2 with the infamous TTD Venky, 2 daily tear…… Continue reading Obsessive Calendar Disorder
Hey you. You only. Excuse me. Turn please. Ah, good. I have been trying to compete with L.R.Eswari’s voice here all this while to get your attention mister. I could’ve easily missed you in the microsecond she stopped singing you know. So see, I happen to be a poor resident of this area who unfortunately…… Continue reading To the wannabe DJ of my area
The other day I was at this little restaurant nearby. I was seated next to an elderly couple. The man was dressed in a crisp white shirt and a dhoti and the lady, a gorgeous cotton sari. The server brought them the menu, which the husband did not even notice. The wife looked at it…… Continue reading The little things
After watching the world lose its mind over Olympics and reading that 13 year olds are winning medals, I decided I don’t want to be a spectator anymore. I’ll also win one of these and make my mommy proud. Hey don’t judge me, everyone has dreams. On further introspection, I realised that there are close…… Continue reading On Olympic goals and making mommy proud