When will indians ever learn to mourn? It's disgusting to see women huddled, flaying their sweaty bodies around and crying their hearts out with sadness - a little for themselves and a little for others, and men standing in a corner covering their mouths with unwashed towels, carefully avoiding each others' gazes in the hope that it won't be their turn next.
P.S: Reason for angst: The awesome pteronodon picture went unnoticed.
what is with all the comment moderation? blog looks cool now, except for all the "drishti bommai"s aka dinos ;)
ReplyDeleteu mean the kaaka up there on top?
ReplyDeleteanti, WTF...
ReplyDeletevera onnum illai, poramai.. onnada blog ishtu coola illayennu poramai :P
Well. Have you ever been to a real funeral and stayed back through the complete cycle?
ReplyDeleteanti,
ReplyDeleteno insulting the sivaji ganesan made famous, paatti vadai story hero/ine, etc legendary kaaka please.
suddenlee: anon == sudha
eppadi?
How come people so perpetually pissed off with life become such literary geniuses? i wonder... :)
ReplyDeletefirst timer here, nd m glad uve decided to live beyond 40! keep writing da!
Peace out!
SN
thanks mate... but am still blowing my brains out at 40.
ReplyDeletethts a shame...but m curious...why 40?
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