naLOdantham..in other words, what naLan wanted to know.

Ggggggrrrrrrrrrr..............

Every time I tell myself that here u go, achinthya, this is it, your last blog, something or the other comes up. Oh, ofcourse I can close my eyes to it.But will I? I could write here a thesis on various uses of the modal auxiliary 'can'! yuck!

So,dushta naLakumaar, here u go:

Seven things I dont give a damn about:

1.Whether it was the chick or the egg that came first
2.Whether the dog's tail does/doesnt get straightened even after twelve years of its being inside a tube
3.The black cats (if there are any) ,or the other mirror-headed monks that surround my dear Dalai Lama
4.Geeta Dutt who might want to kill me for killing her "nanhi kalii sone chalii" as I croon the song in my swwet voice that resembles the crooning of a frog with tonsilitis. ( Oh and I would be singing the lori to lull my Guru Dutt ji to a peaceful sleep)
5.Stepping on to those important toes as long as the owners of those toes are not my heroes and heroines.
6.Sending Pavanaayi after naLan for making me answer this unanswerable lot.
7.Asking Pavanaayi to get done with Peringodan as well ( Hope he is available on a buy one- take one free offer)