Both my family & my in-laws are from small towns. Reason enough for them & their actions to be funny. Here I exaggerate their ignorance and bliss and come up with funny incidents for city-dwellers like you to laugh at!
A decade back, a colleague of mine proudly exclaimed, “My wife won’t go anywhere without me!” I wanted to burst his bubble and tell him it wasn’t something he should be proud of (or happy about), but I decided against it. In sharp contrast, my wife is fiercely independent, and I love that. So much … Read more
Prakash Kumar is a close friend of mine who is sandwiched between his wife and mother. For reasons I don’t fully understand, he believes I am an expert in relationships. So he narrated the group dynamics in his house and asked for my advice. Here is his narration, in his words: +++++++ If my mother … Read more
Today, Rekha and I went to Westside to buy two pairs of trousers for me. As always, by the time we came out, we had bought one pair of trousers for me and two “unplanned, but too beautiful to leave behind” shirts for my wife. After being with her for more than 25 years, I … Read more
We live in a nice township in Chennai, and our neighbours are nice people… till the time they aren’t. Recently, when Rekha and I had gone for a morning walk, an elderly couple stopped us and accused me of cheating on Rekha. Nothing like a light allegation to warm up before your walk. We knew … Read more
The Rajans are known for three characteristics: we are hardworking, hilarious, and honest. That’s why 25 years back, when Rekha (then my girlfriend and now my wife) asked, “I love you. Will you marry me?” My immediate response was, “I am allergic to dust.” Sceptics will argue that I tried to change the topic or … Read more
My wife, Rekha, and I suddenly had a doubt. How come we are still together after 25 years – 4 years of courtship and 21 years of marriage? As I poured her morning tea, I suggested we try to figure out what keeps us together. “I don’t know why we are still together. If I … Read more
This is less of a poem and more of a ballad. This is the story of how Rekha and I met, our evil intentions, and how Rekha turned the tables on me. How I brought your mother back When I first saw her,She was wearing something blue.I thought: “I will take her out,And all my … Read more
Rekha has never liked animals. Or birds for that matter. Or fish. She would eat them, but to see them alive give her the creeps. You probably ask, “If she was so allergic to animals, how come she married you?” Well, my answer is that before marriage I did behave like a human. Though there … Read more