From Madurai to Kannur to Kumarakom and back…Such a Long Journey
(now thats a Rohinton Mistry novel…good one…but shows India in bad
light).
Rekha has started cooking. And I have been taking care of the
materialistic world of consumer durables. God…I need to read some
book on negotiation skills.
My parents are here…and my mom has been giving cooking & house
keeping tips to Rekha. The flint stones are yet to rub hard enough…if you know what I mean 😉
My father is enjoying his usual Green Label whiskey in his son’s house. I can see the sense of pride in his eyes.
As of now…I feel like a superman…but for how long…
Here is something contextual that a good old dog called Nameet sent me –
Before finding a Girl…a man is…….Superman
After finding a Girl…………a man is……….Spiderman
After Engaging with a Girl……a man is…….Gentleman
After Marrying a Girl……….a man is………..Watchman
Five Years after marriage ……….a man is………. Doberman
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