Does it remind you of the chicken-or-egg problem? No? What can I say, I have this tendency to link two seemingly irrelevant topics with a glaringly obvious underlying connection. You are bound to disagree ofcourse. And I started this blog for that very purpose. Yes I nurture some masochistic tendencies. I can prove it to you. Just stay hooked on to my blog, okay?
Right. So I have managed not to introduce myself. I have always wanted to write (don’t we all!). And I worry constantly- about
1- our* savings, or lack thereof.
2- my husband’s smoking habit.
3- my taking-forever-to-take-off studies.
4- my decent cooking abilities- why, oh why can’t they be better.
5- the dust that manages to make the house look like it was never cleaned for two score years when the cleaning was actually done just the previous day, or, night.
6- my eyebrows that have a mind of their own. They refuse to be tamed and will grow back to the jungle that they are 7 days post-$5 eyebrow-trimming.
7- my, well, hirsute body- as opposed to the thinning hair on the head. Why can’t the rest of the hair follow the example of the hair on the head and fall off, in bunches if possible, every single time a comb touches them? Nature has a wicked sense of humour, I tell ya.
8- the plants that refuse to grow under my touch. Every single attempt at gardening has resulted in death of the green things, the latest being an elegant stem of mint, a hard stalk of karuvepillai (curry leaf) and a potful of mustard seeds. And I had dreams of making sarson ka saag from my harvest! Do I have a green thumb or what.
9- not being able to reconnect with old friends. Friends I have grown up with, friends I’ve known for two decades (I am 27, you’re welcome). Snatches of recent (attempts at decent) conversation with a few such said friends-
Me: It’s been so long, we’re seeing each other after, what 5 years?! Can you believe that!
Friend: Time flies doesn’t it.
Me: So how have you been?
Friend: Good good.
Me: How’s work?
Friend: Oh, (insert) great/stressful/I’ve found the perfect job/my boss is a demon-ess.
Me: Oh. Pause.
Friend: Pause.
Me: So, how’s the weather back at your place.
Uhoh. The weather? I could only go 10s without invoking the weather?!!
10- being a bad conversationalist. Refer to point above.
11- going to a party and not being able to hold anyone’s attention for more than 10s. Refer to point above and the one before that.
12- not attending enough parties. Not that I’m booze-crazy but the social-event schedule of our* lives is not exactly packed. Infact it is so un-packed that I actually prefer to also work week-ends to make use of the extra time.
13- being so addicted to reading blogs at work. This creation is happening at 17:42 hours on a Monday.
14- not being good enough at what I do, work-wise.
15- feeling so restless inspite of having a blessed life.
16- the unborn baby (I am not pregnant) and whether it really is necessary to bring another being into this world of ours.
There, those were just a few of the top of my upper-storey (I love PG Wodehouse. Can you tell, yet?!). There’s more I assure you. And I blame it all on my genes. That’s right I inherited this disorder- from my maternal side. It’s called GAD (yes, self-diagnosed). I have started this blog to prove to you that (sometimes) self-diagnoses are right.
So, feel like taking the ride with me?
*Our does not refer to me and my pet kitten/pup/parakeet/fish. It actually refers to the married other half, the one who has a hole in place of his hands. [Terribly sorry for the poor literal translation of “otaikulla kai”.] What shall we call him now, how about OK? Hmm nah, especially when it’s absolutely not OK with me that he is the epitome of otaikulla kai. You know what, I am going to leave it up to you to christen him. To help you with your suggestions, here are a few details-
. he’s almost bald at 27 and blames it on genes (aren’t we made for each other)
. he loves fried food and does not believe in scientific findings that link cholesterol to heart disease (he works in the scientific field though, we both do.)
. he loves watching every single Tamizh movie, trashy or not. That he does so by fast-forwarding through all the songs and most of the ‘senti-dialogues’ and manages to clock 2-3 movies an hour is besides the point
. he is ready to have babies (while I am not)
. he thinks the world should revolve around food (wait, was this not kinda covered already?)
. he is as foul-mouthed as I am not (You will not find the words b*tch, a**h***s,***k making an appearance in this blog, really! Even if I am very, very angry.)
. he drives me up the wall every single day
. he loves me to bits.
Any takers for naming the Unnamed One?
Karthik.
Sriram.
Ashwin.
Gotta be one of those 3
KA- Hehe. If I weren’t married to him I would have agreed with you.
very interesting, but I don’t agree with you
Idetrorce
Very creatively done. Loved it 🙂
Most normal people have GAD, with an increased prevalence among women.
This is a great post. But it left me scratching my (balding) head in confusion. What is the metaphorical meaning of ‘ottaikulla kai?’ Did you mean kaiyila ottai or ottaikai for clumsy / butterfingered / two left feet. Or is ‘ottaikulla kai’ a region specific thing, i.e., Madras-bashai? I would really appreciate an answer.
Your hubby’s name could very well be Vijay. I find that we share too many of the described traits. The only thing that I don’t do is watch ‘all’ Thamizh movies.
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The phrase ‘ottaikulla kai’ to mean a spendthrift is a new one to me. I’ve never heard it being used in regular conversation in our regions – northwest Tamil Nadu (Coimbatore, Nilgiris, Erode & Salem). Oothaari is the right word. It would probably be right if we used kaiyile ottai. Actually paiyile ottai may be more apt.
Thanks for the prompt reply.
For those who stumble in here and are wondering where the reply is, check this…
http://www.catscanman.net/blog/?p=322#comment-40553
Vijay- Kaiyile ottai = paiyile ottai. Both being individually and synergistically applicable to the husband.
ditto @ points 10 and 11. nice blog, you’ve got here !
Kai (ya kanom) pulla,Pagalil oru pournami,Navukkarasan,Visiri –o-Visiri,Thayumanavan,Navukkarasan(repeat),Sollin selvar,Suthiyal,Anbulla aththan – in that order.