If there is to be one thread left, and all other hacked to nonsensical pieces which one would I like? My answer to that is Bigg Boss Tamil (season X). I was merely browsing that thread, and enjoying the inputs (of mostly girls, and an occasional boy) and not really participating at all. And then I decided to join up. And post in the thread, in both english and sometimes in Tamil. Although I can also post in Telugu BB thread, I am not that keen; it is not as ronak-shonak over there in the Telugu thread. Once I did that, I slipped and posted a few things in other places as well. After all, the people in the forum, especially the frequent writers, are like the participants in BB house. They are stuck, voluntarily. Hooked. Addicted. And they play the game. Instead of a BB giving them the game to play, one of them voluntarily starts a play (a thread as it is called in their language). And the forum-mates go at the thread as vehemently as the house-mates in BB do. The points are like-clicks. The one who accumulates the most like-clicks is obviously the most lovable. And the ones who post more than their accumulated likes should actually wait a little till their likes catch up with the messages already waiting to be liked. If I still hang around, (all depends on how good the Bigg Boss season turns out to be) I plan to post more to this space. Or... NOT.
In BB language, nallavaraa/kettavaraa can happen in all body contact tasks. If there is no body contact (pingpong) the game would be fair. If there is body contact (kolamaavu in glass bowls, or wrestling), and if TB starts to take advantage and go for the girl with the biggest tatas to squeeze, then he will be called kettavan. Sometimes I can pity TB because he cannot touch his housemates as much as he wants to in any of the bodycontact tasks, whereas they can touch him wherever they want..... except...his unborn baby. And that answers your question.
Once upon a time when I was onsite, I came across this kind of license plate cover on cars in Boston, NH and Maine. It is easy to take in all kinds of peripheral information if you have a sweet dH driving you all over everywhere all the time. Recently there was a report of housewife (wife of a Bangalore Barber) dousing herself in kerosene and going up in suicidal flames, because her husband found her curry not so tasty. That made me wonder why we don't have weird car and two wheeler license plates here, like they have in other countries.
In short blurbs in newspapers (like ToI) they do not (and cannot) lay out the various backstories that made that poor thing come to her end. Long complex sufferings of various kinds may have been at her psyche before the ill-taste of that day's curry came along and broke her. In your country there is this parable about hitting something with a sledge hammer over and over again. After 127 hits, the thing that is being hit, falls into two pieces. The philosophical question that one could never answer is the exact hit that broke the piece, even though we observed that the 127th hit was the one which visibly caused it to break. Newspapers only come around to report on the 127th hit.
You are the finest post winner. You could write a detailed essay on the matter of misery or happiness of newspaper articles you read. When your blog is well read, popular, and famous, you could monetize and send all the earnings to help our girls in India make good curry, and live a happy and long life.
hahaha... you are one of those "tomorrow would be an auspicious day" kind of people ? You need that Nike spirit of "Just Do It". May be if you wear those shoes you can get it. Blogs are easy... you write whatever you want, after all you are not going to get any money for it, and then post it wherever. There are some good writers on this IL forum. Iyerviji's post on 79th birthday of her husband is serious writing that pulls a person's heartstrings. On the other hand, if you are going for a light (almost comic) reading, try to read Cheeniya's posts.