Prima Facie

So how did it come about that Alamelu fought with her husband Paal-Pandi and went to stay at her mother's place?


It all started on that typically Chennai Monday morning, and Alamelu had gone to wash the cows, leaving him to mind the paal-kadai and supervise the deliveries. The two daughters of the vakeel(who lived down the road in the big "Lakshmi-illam") stopped by his shop daily on their way back from their morning jog to buy milk. The bigger one studied in Ethiraj college and the younger one was still in school. He enjoyed his run-ins with them, and felt that they were the only ones in the neighbourhood who deserved a dose of his english (howareyoumaguttaa?). On that day, he had just opened the shop up and he couldn't help overhear snatches of their conversation as they approached

"..nethu yepdi?
"...tama irundhudhu. Nalla padam nu sonnange, Gautam Menon padam nu ponen...Simbhu nalla nadichirukkan nu vere sonnange. Useless! Hi Pandi anna!"

And Paalpandi could barely manage a nod. He was speechless, struck dumb at the thought that two (presumably) well educated, socially aware and intelligent girls could ever expect a film starring Simbhu to be good. So flabbergasted that he forgot to mix water into the milk.

Alamelu's anger knew no bounds.

Pride goes

Nice weather + snow = lots of puddles, and slush and half melting ice.


Its nice being able to splash right through the puddles and the slush without a care, thanks to my shoes. Not caring very much for the people plotting careful routes to keep their designer footwear dry. And then getting to the half melted ice and slipping and the sensation of succumbing to gravity.


Well, on the way back, the ice came first. I was very very careful this time. And then nothing could stop me from gloating at the designer-shoes-people while I splashed through the puddles and the slush.

Karma's a bitch. And I spanked Karma.