When I first got my hands on a credit card in 2000, after moving from Madurai to Chennai, I didn’t fully understand how credit cards worked. So I behaved like a man who had accidentally discovered oil in his backyard. I bought ColorPlus shirts and trousers as if there was no tomorrow. One shirt and … Read more
Whenever we step out, Rekha carries her handbag. I carry my wallet, which in a way is also my confidence. But within ten minutes, both my wallet and my confidence are with her. Because the moment we leave the house, I give my wallet to Rekha and say, “Keep this in your bag.” She thinks … Read more
This is part two of my wife & kids’ visit to Madurai. This is what happened after they came back. Some of you wanted to know what happened after Rekha came back home. But many of you were worried about what was inside the steel dabba in my fridge. What’s interesting is that so many … Read more
For the last seven days, I have been away from Rekha. That’s 168 hours of not touching her short, curly hair. Or 112 hours of not being scolded by her. You are probably wondering why there are two different numbers. That’s because she doesn’t scold me in her sleep, so I had to deduct eight … Read more
Last week, I went to Decathlon to buy a pair of socks. But before I proceed, let me tell you how to find out whether you are lower middle class or middle class. If you buy one pair of socks, you are lower middle class…middle-class people always buy socks in packs of three or five. … Read more
One of my readers recently accused me. She said, I had dumped all childcare on Rekha, made her take multiple career breaks, ruined her mental and physical health, and now I had come to give gyaan. Naturally, I replied with the only truth available to me. “How I wish I had that much control over … Read more
It is nice to know that strangers on the internet are worried about my wife’s mental health, while my wife is worried about my travel start-up, my cholesterol, my driving, my eating habits, whether I locked the door, and why I am breathing like that. And yes, she did go once. To understand why she … Read more
With age, Rekha’s anxiety has only become sharper. Earlier, she would worry about normal things – whether the gas knob was off, whether the main door was locked, whether the kids had eaten, whether I had eaten, whether I had eaten too much, whether I had eaten something I should not have eaten. Now, she … Read more