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Tantanoo goes house-hunting in Chennai – Part 2

Posted on September 28, 2012

Dear friends, readers and that occasional Renuka Shahane admirer,  welcome to the second edition of ‘Tantanoo goes house-hunting in Chennai’. In the last episode, you read about my adventures with Sulekha. This episode begins with a riddle: duraipakamoppAKDRtowergrndflorfivehundredmfromOMR This was one of the clues on the Amazing Race – Shollinganallur Edition and as you might have guessed, it translates to “Thoraipakkam, Opposite AKDR Tower, Ground Floor, Five hundred meters from Old Mahabalipuram Road” (I think). With advertisements like these, I had almost given up on the interwebz. I had also never imagined that bachelorhood was going to be such a big hurdle in such an insignificant test in life. So I decided to give up on bachelorhood too.   During this time, I also…



Posted on September 17, 2012

Barfi!(with an exclamation mark) is a terrifically uncomplicated movie about a protagonist with a physical disability who was born in Darjeeling and was originally named after a radio Murphy but since he can’t say his name, he makes a shrill noise that sounds like Barfi! and that’s where the movie gets its title and Barfi gets his name from. The story also moves back and forth – between 1972, 1978 and 2012. (there are lessons for me in this poster) – Credits. UTV(probably) Barfi is deaf and mute and like any other deaf and mute character in Bollywood, falls in love with a girl. This Darjeeling-based girl, who is a bengali(which explains her Bambi-sized eyes) cares for Barfi and shares bicycle seats and horse-saddles…


Tantanoo goes house-hunting in Chennai

Posted on September 12, 2012

The last few weeks have been, to say the least, abysmal. I survived a train accident. I lost my Lava phone and two sim cards. My bank balance and Vatican City’s population are #samething now. I hardly read any book and am ridiculously behind on my reading challenge. My to-do list is longer than all the dossiers we’ve sent to Pakistan combined. In other words, I’ve been knee-deep in shit. And then, we got an eviction notice. I returned from work one night to find a piece of paper that said that we are supposed to leave our house and look for a new accommodation. The only thing that notice was missing was an ‘Or Else’ at the end. We had 15 days to…