Mar 3, 2016

Hanuman House

Came back home for three days. Chennai. Had forgotten how sultry and oppressive it could get here. Met many relatives. A few were designated family trolls. Smiled sheepishly at their provocations. The youngsters, of course, were the redeemers. Had good fun with them. Like the stranglehold Mrs. Tulsi keeps over Hanuman House, Mrs. S hovered over things here. Add a new element to the already spicy concoction. My wife. Although she was a mute audience in the proceedings, enduring her time stoically, conversations revolved around her and kept coming back to her. Many people, varied levels of childishness, some understanding eyes, lots of drama. Two more days to sit back and ride the roller coaster. 

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