Out of the Mouths of... Idiots

Rahul was playing on his new bed while we sat on ours having our breakfast of radhaballobi-alur dum. Since both my hands were occupied I was trying to distract him from fiddling with the table fan by pointing out random things every time his attention wandered fan-wards.

After I'd exhausted pretty much all else I desperately looked for inspiration and started calling out the stuff written on his t-shirt.

Dekho, baNdor, baNdorta koi? Oi dekho, 1982, oi 1982'r baNdor ta koi?

("Look, there's a monkey, where's the monkey? Oh see, there's 1982, now where's that monkey from 1982?")

In case you're scratching your head looking for the joke here, I must point out that I'll be 27 years old this birthday.

Vicky's already called up my parents and M'pishi and shared the 'joke'. I think I will divorce the man one of these days.

Mothers!

It’s my parents’ 31st wedding anniversary today. Baba’s in Delhi and Ma is munching cake in Madras. I wished Baba in the morning (he woke us up just in time to send Rahul to school) and called Ma to wish her just now. After happily chattering of other things, she ended with a ‘funny’ story: how, the other day, she’d been looking at the calendar and had been struck with one of her feelings that 8th July was somebody’s something but she just couldn’t remember exactly what.

Guess who’s not getting a call this year on 21st November. Hah.

He Really Doesn't Deserve Me

Me: So, when I die, I want you to play Father Figure at my shaad (baby shower)… no, dammit, I mean shraddha (funeral).

V: (patently uninterested) What’s that?

Me: (rolling my eyes) Michael Jackson, silly! Dammit, I mean George Michael.

V: Hmmm…

Me: (tearful) You wouldn’t respect my final wish, is this how you’d treat the only wife you have…

V: (cutting in) But this is not your final wish, I’m sure you’ll come up with plenty more in the years to come.

I can’t decide if he’s laughing at me, telling me he would like me to live long, shuddering at the prospect of my longevity or… if he’s just laughing at me. For my next husband I’m picking one who doesn’t make it a hobby to laugh at me!

Nureyev's Pupils

Measuring Shuki for a dress I'm trying to make her.

Photograph and title courtesy Soubhik Niyogy
Dancers: Sunayana Roy and Shuktara Lal
Hair, Makeup & Clothes: Dancers' own
Location: 675/1/1 Lake Gardens

Say wha?

Apparently there's a Calcutta in Ohio.

Somehow, the universe just gets more random the more you find out about it.