Category The L&M and the brats
Do you need to have shared interests in a relationship?
Familiarity doesn’t always breed contempt, you see. It often makes for familiar comfort of each other’s quirks and even annoying habits!
When I played hide and seek with my family
It is a great challenge to hide things from the L&M and brats…
The ordeal of my garbage run
The L&M worries that some Corona virus might stick to my hair when I go out and since I can’t afford to wash my hair every day, I have to plan the garbage run meticulously to coincide with my hair-wash day. And that entails more planning.
…..And I don’t think it was Valentine’s Day
Romance can be found in the unlikeliest things–even in a warm bhutta!
You call us quirky? No way!
Do we inherit quirks and eccentricities from our parents? This one is for the genealogists.
When the cat is away
The house was spick and span – the beds all made up, the table free of clutter, the kitchen sparkling… The house had never been this clean even when I was around. I was pretty impressed. It all seemed too good to be true.
The boy who loved wheels
It is not often that a childhood passion turns into a career option. For the younger one, it has been wheels and roads and Scout My Trip is a logical progression #aageseright!
.. and it was not Valentine’s Day
An L&M post for Valentine’s Day, especially since neither of us give it even a thought? Gasp! My regular readers are sure to do a double take when they see the title and read the post, for this one is a little ‘hatke’. The man himself was mighty pleased and smiled smugly. After all, he has […]
Handyman or man handy?
They say that men are not useful around the house and that they can’t do housework. Well, they haven”t met the L&M, then!
The Brat’s tribute to the L&M
Here is to the hero of our times, the man who effortlessly navigated through the confusing and confounding times when everything around us was changing. And not just that, he managed to keep us grounded too, giving us an identity when many were going through an identity crisis.
The War Of The Living Room
Over the years I have ceded my living room more times than C P and Berar has been ceded in the annals of Indian history!
Why (not) to be a perfect mother
I began realising that I knew nothing whatever of child rearing. I had been screwing up their lives, no less.
What’s in a name?
No wonder Shakespeare asked, ‘What’s in a name?’ He had not met the L&M you see!