Category The L&M and the brats
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.
Romance can be found in the unlikeliest things–even in a warm bhutta!
Do we inherit quirks and eccentricities from our parents? This one is for the genealogists.
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.
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!
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 […]
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!
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.
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!
I began realising that I knew nothing whatever of child rearing. I had been screwing up their lives, no less.
No wonder Shakespeare asked, ‘What’s in a name?’ He had not met the L&M you see!
The happiest was the younger brat, for not only had his elder brother got admission to his chosen college, but we were also a ‘full family’ after having been separated for the whole day!
A note of thanks to my friends and readers on the eve of the third blogaversary of the Cybernag.