Straight from the heart
This blog promises to be just that. For years, I have said to myself that I will be more organized around my writing so that I actually start putting pen to paper. Then life happens and you create excuses on why something shouldn't be done. What's interesting is that your brain always finds strange ways to justify these actions and you start believing that its true. Until now, as I have decided to be regular and post about the mundane and myriad events around me. Growing up as a Tall Indian Woman is just so interesting in retrospect. Sample this. Every function you go since you hit puberty, will have an aunt or uncle who is old or young come and ask you the exact same question" How will you find a mapillai(groom) for your height?" Clearly with raging hormones and academics to balance that is the only question on my mind. If you politely smile, it will be augmented with " Did you have a lot of Complan growing up?"In retrospect that's just such a win-...