tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post114060666039297412..comments2024-02-29T04:03:29.347+00:00Comments on fickle, funny, flawed, gorgeous: A quick tale 111ammanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09002764562048409240noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1141916990413109782006-03-09T15:09:00.000+00:002006-03-09T15:09:00.000+00:00Great one! Till the last few sentences where you r...Great one! Till the last few sentences where you reveal the 'mom' part, I was thinking of this very differently. <BR/><BR/>HAHAHAHHAHAH..me tooAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1141107501927156172006-02-28T06:18:00.000+00:002006-02-28T06:18:00.000+00:00Ennikume than kuzhanthai kuzhanthai thaan! About 5...Ennikume than kuzhanthai kuzhanthai thaan! About 5 years back, my great grandmother used to be around. And she used to scold my grandfather left, right and center. And at one point she even said "So what if you are 70, you are still my son!" :-) I remember that now. And in these times, children (me included!) can be so unforgiving with their parents. They somehow seem to think that they deserve a space of their own and that they dont need the comfort of their parents anymore... fly away from nest like the little birds do. But then they forget that they are fundamentally incomplete without their parents. I myself did not realise that till recently when I became a parent myself. Hmmm...Rubic_Cubehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04868973433008409936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140849367521992512006-02-25T06:36:00.000+00:002006-02-25T06:36:00.000+00:00great endinggreat endingAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140846775518661172006-02-25T05:52:00.000+00:002006-02-25T05:52:00.000+00:00Tirumana naal vaazhtukkal Ammani and Mr.AmmaniTirumana naal vaazhtukkal Ammani and Mr.AmmaniAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140779463582024802006-02-24T11:11:00.000+00:002006-02-24T11:11:00.000+00:00bravo!bravo!Ravages/CChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16652864017812270505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140736064989630652006-02-23T23:07:00.000+00:002006-02-23T23:07:00.000+00:00Why does this happen to everybody? why do we only ...Why does this happen to everybody? why do we only realize only when its too late, and go through the same thing with the next generation. As we evolve shouldnt this have been taken care of?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140733263278213132006-02-23T22:21:00.000+00:002006-02-23T22:21:00.000+00:00well, it doesn't appear very 'indian', right from ...well, it doesn't appear very 'indian', right from the first line, if you understand what i mean. <BR/>or, maybe, times have changed, and i'm the one who's fallen behind.shakunihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272470102683228141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140731924348929242006-02-23T21:58:00.000+00:002006-02-23T21:58:00.000+00:00Great one! Till the last few sentences where you r...Great one! Till the last few sentences where you reveal the 'mom' part, I was thinking of this very differently. Great ending... can relate to it very well.<BR/><BR/>Very nice indeed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140683966415783452006-02-23T08:39:00.000+00:002006-02-23T08:39:00.000+00:00this is so true...children grow up and become adul...this is so true...children grow up and become adults..mothers always remain mothers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140667739475667162006-02-23T04:08:00.000+00:002006-02-23T04:08:00.000+00:00'let me quickly check my calendar for you'...'let me quickly check my calendar for you'...Lost in trance...https://www.blogger.com/profile/10364405670141874208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140653552215207782006-02-23T00:12:00.000+00:002006-02-23T00:12:00.000+00:00Aaaahhhh...the descent into the trite?Aaaahhhh...the descent into the trite?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140622732350797002006-02-22T15:38:00.000+00:002006-02-22T15:38:00.000+00:00I liked this one. I'm just too much of man to acc...I liked this one. I'm just too much of man to accept that I found this touching.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140610533256027122006-02-22T12:15:00.000+00:002006-02-22T12:15:00.000+00:00I miss my mother....:((I miss my mother....:((Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712958.post-1140610112642142462006-02-22T12:08:00.000+00:002006-02-22T12:08:00.000+00:00I would love to have my mother. :((she is happily ...I would love to have my mother. :(<BR/>(she is happily with living with her son)Premalathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02741047367535557036noreply@blogger.com