7 years since I started this blog. I was 23 then. 30 now. Wow I used to think of 30 year old women as mid aged women. I don't anymore. It is funny how when you reach a certain age it does not seem that old after all. I wonder if I would feel the same way when I turn 50.
So many things have changed since I started this blog. Certain people who were terribly important to me back then are not even on speaking terms now. Not that we dislike each other. Just that we have moved on. But I am glad certain things remain unchanged and my closeness with certain people remains unchanged. I am also happy that I have overcome certain fears.
I keep promising myself that I would post more frequently but somehow that is not happening. I am hoping things will take a better turn henceforth. Till then, three cheers to me!!
Chamathu, anyone?
I never stick to my words. So here it goes: The Tamilian people can be classified into different categories. This classification is based on their character, virtues, educational qualification, skin colour, length of hair, size of nose...ok you now get the drift. I am only going to talk about one category at a time. Today is the one which people are scared of falling into, it is called the 'Chamathu' category. As you age, you might like being classified as 'Chamathu', but as a kid, it is a dreaded category. Ok now let me explain what 'Chamathu' is. Lets start with the guy, because I am a woman and would love to give the first chance to men :p A Chamathu guy is one who oils his hair regularly, recites his slokas at appropriate points of time during the day, makes earnest conversations with 80 year old thathas who spit more than they talk, goes to the temple regularly [Note: going to the temple everyday would make him a 'pazham*'], does not talk to girls u
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Now I am at 50.At the age of my 30 I also thought like you.This aging factor always create a thrill inside me.But I am happy that my mind is not aged even now.I think you are also like me