This boat in Chennai has a poor imitation of the pakistani flag on one side and tamil script on the other. Wonder what the connection is. Also think of the number of stories that can come to a fiction writer from just this one picture. Truly an image is worth a thousand words.
Early morning on the beach in Chennai. Life is beautiful.
Its pouring in Chennai. And rush hour traffic means we are barely crawling. But there is a silver lining. Shows that we need a lot of infrastructure to be built and fast. What an opportunity. In sheer magnitude it must be a billion times larger than any other investment opportunity worldwide.
Not really. Its raining, so the beach trip had to be forsaken.
Anjali in a saree. On her way back from a Durga pooja pandal. She found the pandal in Chennai to be far more lavish, colourful and better organised than in mumbai.
Balls and cars. That is all he wants. Lots and lots of them.
What is it with men and cars. It is a love at first right thing. Aadi has to buy a car or a ball everytime we go to a toy store.
Today is a mamma morning. The rest of us better stay away.
This is Aadi in the bedroom of our Chennai apartment
Aadi in another naughty mood
