Tag #MyFacebookRamblings

I just hope that all the madness that has been going on doesn’t garner undeserved sympathy for Dileep if he is guilty and help his cause. I personally don’t think the police department would have gone ahead with arresting him… Continue Reading →

She: Radhika, my teen daughter was telling me that she loves your sense of dressing and she wants clothes like yours. Me: (Blushing) Aww, thank you! She: I told her we live in India and it is not nice to… Continue Reading →

Yes, I feel really bad for the Indian team. But this loss is probably God’s way of snubbing the overconfidence of quite a lot of Indians who start celebrating even before the game starts, every time there is an India-Pak… Continue Reading →

One of those days when I’m a zombie and Vedu is a hyperactive monkey all day! Disastrous combination! Hari Kaimal: Where art thou???

27 years back when I moved into our neighbourhood in Kerala at the age of 5, the first person I befriended was our neighbour, a Mathematics Professor at a famous college nearby. I can say that she was my first… Continue Reading →

Some guy from GHMC made a mistake while typing in Hari’s name for Vedu’s birth certificate by adding an extra space. Since even such a simple mistake can affect things like her passport application etc., we decided to get it… Continue Reading →

There are 3 kinds of people on FB who I just don’t understand. 1) Those who upload random ass photos of themselves (sometimes without even a proper background) and put up heavy, bombastic, yet totally irrelevant philosophical quotes as caption…. Continue Reading →

I really love the space that Malayalam movie industry is at right now. An age where directors and actors love coexisting with confidence and promoting each other. Also an age where genuine talent takes you places despite your background, with… Continue Reading →

Reiterating what I had written in a blog sometime back in the wake of the horrifying incident of a Malayalam actress being abducted and harassed. Posting a message on social media is not the only way people can support someone…. Continue Reading →

After listening to the remixed version of Humma song I had thought nothing worse could happen to AR Rahman’s music. That was until I heard AR Rahman’s music every now and then from the drawing room where a chechi from… Continue Reading →