( Disclaimer: The content presented in the following series is to evoke laughter and thought and is not subject to any form of insult on anyone in particular. However, let’s be a little subjective to understand the comic situations and reform ourselves.) Women’s Day was the sole subject to talk about for the last week. If I had written about the same thing last week, I would not have become that “Ayirathil Oruvan”. When it’s Women’s Day, wow…. what an ultimate fun for all the women. You have some cliche criteria attached to women’s day: Situation 1: Venue: Cell Phone: Background song: “Manithi, Veliye Vaa”; “Singa penne” Continuously flashing: Photos of amma, chithi, sisters, paatis, friends…… What happened to that sleeping kutty papa in the bus? On listening to my status, the kutty papa assumed it to be their school anthem and stood up. Situation 2: Venue: Pamphlets Template: Rani Lakshmibai, Kalpana Chawla, Mother Teresa and Sarojini Naidu Words: “Happy women’s day”, “...
Love the days of your childhood? Then you must have had a gala time with your gang with your cycle. Though you were wealthy, some would surely have passed on their rusty cycle. Your father would have neatly polished and made it into a new one. You would have a saavi(key) for your cycle for a namesake but you'll have everyone riding. This is childhood. this innocence plus the adventures is shared in the blog