Monthly Archives: October 2009

Be like a duck, my mother used to tell me. Remain calm on the surface and paddle like hell underneath. — Michael Caine God, am I paddling.

Dont get me wrong. I can drive. Theoretically speaking. I hold a valid license that allows me control of a four wheeler on any Indian road. The fact of the matter is that I dont drive. The only time I … Continue reading →

Staying in a highrise with three lifts, of which two are perennially out of service, or if in service, two are perpetually being held hostage on floor 11 of our tower, the lift situation does get rather tricky during rush … Continue reading →

This from the recent birthday party. I am now the mom of a six year old….

Picked this up from Sue. This is the kind of post I have been thinking about for a while now and mulling over in my mind. I’ve been through many opinion shifts, through my twenties and now my thirties. And … Continue reading →

…is that weight moves off top to bottom. Therefore, while all the fat has run off to the land where dissolved fat goes, from my cheeks, the fat on the butt is still to get the memorandum from the brain … Continue reading →

Thirtysixandcounting was not the original. The original was thirtysomething on a hosting platform called blogsource. Blogsource, of course, decided to give up its virtual ghost and directed me to something called Live Digital. Where I promptly transferred the entire thirtysomething … Continue reading →

My lights have still to be put up. My curtains still have to be changed. My raddi still to be given to the raddi wallah. My Diwali clothes still to be bought. I know, I know. I am the queen … Continue reading →

Yes, it is that time of the year again where good housewives all over the country throw their backs out scrubbing and washing and cleaning and ensuring every forlorn dustballed neglected corner of their homes sparkle from spit polish scrubbing … Continue reading →

…you get bold and take out from long years of storage jeans you havent been able to get past your knee since the child was a zygote and try to haul yourself into them, little realising that they were meant for a … Continue reading →