Kadhai episode 3

27 07 2011

I’m continuing this after a year.. so for the previous 2 episodes slick here episode 1 and episode 2 I’m gonna continue in Tanglish for convenience..

short recap.. Ponamma’s Halfyearly is going on and Kanamma gets married.

yea so, Ponamma’s halfyearly exam gets over. Kanamma has come to Madras with her husband.. avar-a Velayudham nu koopdalam.. Vel oru MNC ku cab driver-a vela pathutu irukkan.. and he cares for Kanamma like the apple of his eye.. in the mean time kanamma tells him about her sister’s wishes.. and he says adhukenna, 8th illana 10th mudikkatum, we’l get her here and oru nalla polytechnic college la diploma padikka veppom.. adhukulla i’ll also get a better job so that porakka pora namma kolandhaya nalla pathukka mudiyum.

oh yea i forgot to mention, Kanamma is carrying 9 months.

days roll by..

Kanamma and Vel are blessed with a baby girl and they decide to call her Karkuzhali..

Vel was working as a cab driver since he had not gotten a job after his B.Com, his mother’s health conditions forced him to become a cab driver since there was no steady flow of money to cater to her hospital expenses. and in due course she left her earthly abode and went to the skies. so now Vel passes a bank exam and gets appointed as a Clerk.

Karkuzhali becomes 5 years old.. and she’s studying in first standard B section in Alfa Matriculation Hr Sec school.

Ponamma studies hard in her school and gets a district rank in 10th.

As per the promise given to his wife, Vel gets Ponamma an admission in a polytechnic college near the city. she stays in the hostel and studies there.. and she consistently gets good grades and makes her sister proud.

in the mean time, oor la thiruvizha varudhu.. Kanamma decides to go with Vel Karkuzhali and Ponamma..

To be continued..



Feelings :'(

16 07 2011

I’m gonna pen what all i’m gonna miss from the quarters i grew up in.. the quarters that has been an integral part of practically all my life’s important phases (entire school life.. college life.. 1 yr office.. and marriage)

there weren’t many friends from inside the quarters for me.. even the ones i had, eventually moved outside the quarters as time moved on (i’m still in contact with them thou)… but it cannot replace the time when we all got back from different schools and went walking (read jumping playing running giggling) to hindi class talking stuff that happened in school..

the maths tuition that was just outside the quarters..

the watch man uncle who used to smile at me when ever i took my mommy’s vandi outside.. (not to mention his smile was just to watch if i’m going properly and if not complain to my kovil going mom at unearthly hours like 4AM.. “amma papa kitta vandi kudukkadhinga.. rash-a otturanga” naa kekkuren 40kmph lam oru fast a?)

the auto men.. whom i just have to mention the sabha’s name in mylapore.. and they’ll take me there even if i sleep for the entire journey.. and if i dont have the cash that they ask for, (andha kaasu irundha LIC building-a velaikki vangalam.. anyhow..) they’l collect it from my house…

running to my friend’s house which was blocks apart in the pretext of lending and borrowing class notes.. just to shout her name and laugh from the road…

going around everywhere with my mom in her bike 🙂

the walking sessions with my dad eating veppam-kozhundhu (tender neem leaves)

stealing marudhani leaves with amma from around the quarters…

the community hall.. (where thoppa vilundha “youngsters” play tennis everyday)

the maram.. chedi.. kodi…

the yellow and white carpet of flowers during spring…

the arajagam that we do in the middle of the road..

i digress to exemplify the arajagam..

my house was in a building in the corner left of the main lane.. we park our dad’s bike across the main lane (blocking ppl who go) and play badminton specifically at peak hours and unearthly hours.. and shout at people who cross us..

play holi in the middle of the road.. talk all that we want at the top of our voices, crack jokes and laugh so loudly that some people peep out to see if the sky is crashing (ok thats an exaggeration about the sky crashing part)

drive rashly inside the quarters.. and make the vehicle jump five feet after the speed breaker ended… etc..

aah.. i’m gonna miss these simple pleasures…

i’m back..

saying hi to any x y z aunty who says… evlooo chinna ponna irundha inga varappo… (ippovum apdiye irukka mudiyuma?)

alternate day 1 hour morning hassle to fill water in every spoon possible inside the house.. taking bath exactly when it is closing time of that precious 1 hour.. making a mess inside the house with the hose pipe.. (and getting blasted for that)

the hospital.. and the nurse i am still scared of.. the sessions with the homeo doctor who got retired.. exam nu poi sollitu evlo naal i would have cut the queue only to tell her the medicine worked.. i’m fine now 🙂

the iron maan (isthri kaaran) who used to beautifully press my dance costumes to shape.. i once went and called him watch man uncle and he was upset with me for about a week 🙂

the walls that leak profusely.. the most beautiful balcony..

innum naraya things i’ll miss… but ‘ll stop here 🙂

i’ll still take the road inside the quarters to go anywhere past it.. promise 🙂


i missed the saying Hi to chandramoulishwarar from inside the quarters part… he’s the Shivan in the chandramoulishwarar kovil near the quarters.. 🙂

Combinations :) YES many are weird

12 07 2011

1. rasam rice with fresh tomatoes + sprouts +  cucumber + carrot (chopped / grated and salted and for that matter any vegetable salad)

2. any rice and gravy with biscuits

3. roti with lemon juice (1 spoon sugar and 4 drops of lemon is the ratio)

4. roti with pankajakasthuri

5. roti and any chocolate (white / dark / normal — not candy)

6. roti with any chutney / thogayal (coconut, pudhina, curry leaves, onion, tomato, etc)

7. roti with any vegetable curry / vathakozhambu / rasam/ sambar / porichakozhambu / kootu (anything that does not fall in the regular roti’s gravy category

8. roti with any sort of pickle (this is not really weird)

9. roti with milk (hot / cold) and sugar

10. roti with plain sugar

11. roti with idly molagapodi and ghee

12. roti with ghee and sugar

13. roti with curd and sugar

14. roti with cough syrup (alfamalt for me)

15. roti and sundal

16. bread with alu-bhujia

17. bread with potato chips

18. roti and mixture

19. plain rice mixed with mixture (mixture sadham)

20. paruppu sadham with curd.

21. roti with mixed  fresh vegetable and pulses salad (salted with a pinch of lemon)

ok there are many more.. when ever i remember.. i’ll update 🙂 🙂

if you wish to add to the list.. add it in the comments section 🙂


i missed this one.

22. roti / adai with cheese spread

23. biscuit dipped partially in water

24. dosa with samba podi and salt mixed with gingelly oil

The Making Of A Mother (stolen story)

11 07 2011

By the time the Lord made mothers, He was into the sixth day working overtime. An Angel appeared and said “Why are you spending so much time on this one?”

And the Lord answered and said, “Have you read the spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not elastic; have 200 movable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap that can hold three children at one time and that disappears when she stands up; have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart; and have six pairs of hands.”

The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. “Six pairs of hands! No way!” said the Angel.

The Lord replied, “Oh, it’s not the hands that are the problem. It’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers must have!”

“And that’s on the standard model?” the Angel asked.

The Lord nodded in agreement, “Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through the closed door as she asks her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head are to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair are here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word.”

The Angel tried to stop the Lord “This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish.”

“But I can’t!” The Lord protested, “I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can feed a family of six on a pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower.”

The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, “But you have made her so soft, Lord.”

“She is soft,” the Lord agreed, “but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.”

“Will she be able to think?” asked the Angel.

The Lord replied, “Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason, and negotiate.”

The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman’s cheek. “Oops, it looks like You have a leak with this model. I told You that You were trying to put too much into this one.”

“That’s not a leak.” the Lord objected. “That’s a tear!”

“What’s the tear for?” the Angel asked.

The Lord said, “The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her disappointment, her pain, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride.”

The Angel was impressed. “You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything for this one. You even created the tear!”

The Lord looked at the Angel and smiled and said, “I’m afraid you are wrong again. I created the woman, but she created the tear!”

Har ek bahu, ek din saas banegi (marumagalum oru naal mamiyar aaval)

10 07 2011

Title kum story kum sathyama endha sambandhamum illa… just because there is an MIL and DIL in my story.. the title is this.

ok so there is an MIL and DIL.. and as usual (mega serial la vara mari) they both fight over everything and nothing.

seri, rendu per kum per veppom.. MIL peru Suryamukhi (mukhi nu vechipom) DIL peru, Chandramukhi (chandra). chandra km mukhi kum always dishum dishoom than.. chandra okkandha thappu, ninna thappu.. ipdi okkandha thappu apdi okkandha thappu according to mukhi since chandra was not living upto her EXPECTATIONS.. chandra was always sad because of this.. avanga veetla rani mari valandha ponnu, inga vandhu thittu vangikkitu irundha… she dint know what to do since what ever she did went ONLY in the wrong perspective to mukhi.

namma sad chandra went to talk to her mom about this.. her mother asked her to adjust with hwe MIL and make her husband and MIL happy.. appo anga avanga mama vandharu. indha prechanaya kettutu oru vazhi pannuvom nu sonnaru.

MASTER PLAN: (mama + chandra’s mom)

he takes a box and fills it with ajinomoto (taste maker) this matter is unknown to chandra..

he hands her the box and tells her that it is poison powder(slow poison). he tells her, everyday while cooking add a pinch of this powder in the end.. but oru condition.. you should cook the food with enormous love for your husband and MIL. how much ever you get shouted at, just dont take it to heart.. cook everyday with looootttssss of love.. and serve them with love.. dont forget this powder.. eventually your MIL will attain “shiva loka prapthi” then you can be happy with your husband.

chandra claps in joy.. andha powder eduthutu sandoshama veetuku vara.. and religiously she follows her mama’s words.. she happily cooks everyday with great love, adds the powder and serves with love and joy..

as days went by, the love she showered in the food, flowed and reached the MIL’s heart ad she was in all praises for chandra all over the neighborhood. also chandra started liking her very much and ippo she was feeling bad that mukhi will be leaving them because of that poison powder (ajinomoto)

she runs to her mama and narrates the same.. her mother and mama smile at chandra’s innocence and tell her the truth about the poison powder actually being aginomoto.. and chandra heaves a sigh of relief..

from then on, she continued to shower loads of love to all that she did and namma chandra, mukhi and chandra’s husband lived happily ever after.

MORAL: Our thoughts have effect on all that we do.. positive thoughts affect our work positively apam negative thoughts…? adha pathi namma yen pesanum 🙂

kadhai continued.

21 05 2010


kannamma – ponnamma – family.

kannamma avanga village la anjavadhu varaikkum padicha.. apram oor yellaiya thandi pakkathu oor la irukara school la yettavadhu varaikkum padicha.. avalukku padikka aarvam irundhalum, family circumstances adhukku vazhi vagukala.. avalala romba distance travel panni padippa continue panna mudiyala.. so avanga village la oru chinna kadai la kanakku vazhakku velai pathuttu irukka.

ponnamma village la anjavadhu padichittu irukka.. avalukkum padikka aarvam.. aana avanga akka mari ava padippayum padhila niruthiduvanga nu bayam.. avanga akka ku kalyanam vera panna poranga..

ippadi irukukarappo ava akka kanamma ku kalyanam mudivu aachu.. maple periya padippu padichavaru.. pattanathula car oturaram.. akkavayum angaye kootitu poi vechikuvaram.. ponamma ku orey sandosham school la yellarkittayum sollitu irundha.. rendu naal kalichi avanga teacher ponnammava kooptanga.. va ma un kitta pesanum nu..

teacher enna sonnanga nna, unga mama pattanathula vela pakkurare… unna mela padikka veppara nu kanamma va ketukka sollu.. nee ippo anjavadhu mudichitu, pattanathuku poi padicha, konjam nalla padikkalam, nalla velai kadaikkum, akka va pesa sollu nu sonnanga…

kanavugal oda ponamma, kannamma kita idha pathi pesu nu sonna..

kannamma kalyanam mudinjidhu… kannamma vum mapillayum pattanam vandhutanga… ponamma ku oor la arai paritchai nadakka aaramikkidhu…

Thodarum… (to be continued)

episode 3


7 05 2010

oru oor la oru ponnu irundha, ava peru kannama. avalukku oru amma, oru appa, oru thangachi. ava peru ponamma. ivanga oru family. avanga veetla yeppovum oru kaka varum. adhu avanga veetla oruthar madhiri romba close. yeppovum jannal la okkandhu ivanga sapdarappo sapdum. avanga veetu loft la oru anil. adhu rendu kutti oda, pai, sakku yellam saptukittu sandoshama vazhndhu vanchu.

ivanga pakkathu veetla oru kutti paiyan. avan peru karupaiya. ellarum avana chellama kutti pisasu nu than koopduvanga. avan oru seriyana vaal pulla. avan padhi neram kanamma ponamma kooda attam pottu suthitu irupan. avanukku oru papa thambi. avan peru muthukaruppan.

Thodarum… (to be continued)

episode 2


4 06 2009

Some one suggested that if we were to remove the RAM chip and place it again, the speed will be better (innocent me i believed it completely). so one fine day, i settled with screw drivers and nuts to RAM the system. I removed the Ram chip and wiped it clean.. it was slightly dusty inside the CPU also.. so i dusted the interior clean (CPU cleaning and interior decoration) then comes the actual movie

lights camera action::
move 1: i took the RAM chip
move 2: i peeped inside the CPU box
move 3: i found the socket (yay)
move 4: i place the chip in the socket
move 5: i put the socket clips
move 6: i switched the power ON…

PUFF PUFF PUFF smoke comes out of the CPU… hurriedly i took a look inside… patha, the RAM chip was fixed upside down, it was melting and emitting smoke.. semma state!!! dad mom all shocked.. NO reaction absolutely!!!

We bought a new RAM chip (1 gb) ha ha :):)

A pinch of heat and a dash of smoke!

21 05 2009

God save the readers! 🙂
Ok this is the first ever time i’m blogging… not that now i know how to.. jus that i thot i’d giv it a try 🙂 don mind the texting language used 😉

To start with, i’m penning wat happened at home yesterday! me and the microwave were in our best terms… me and the oven were cook sm popcorn cauz i was bugged from staring at my book which was supposedly studying! i put all wat i found in the kitchen rack into the “plastica container” closed it and stuffed it inside after removing the glass base ( i forgot that plastic melts in the exitement)

in 4 mins time… a little smoke started coming out.. which i realised only after the anger and confusion in my mom’s face struck me… we cut the current and opened the oven…

Puff!!! large volumes of smoke emanate from inside — mommy’s face wild — 2 mins time — she gets the glove and pulls the container out — we see carbon black sticking in the base of the plastic container ans smoke is still coming — melted plastic sticking to the base of the oven and the container looks like melted cheese on pizza (yuck) (yumm – imagined) — at this minute of climax comes the major twist — mom burst out laughing trying to pull the melting plasitc out of the oven! — me in super state of shock not knowing whether to join or to continue the “shocked” act or change expression??? — then we took out the tripod kinda thing out and tried pulling the plastic from it — mega shock when even that broke :O

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