Addictive video..

My cousin shared a really addictive video called "Land of Lungi"

It is a nice appreciation/funny video of Kerala, a southern state in India. If you are a Tamilian who travels a lot and lives outside of Tamilnadu, chances are your life crosses paths with way too many folks who are Keralites and you are heavily influenced by the culture from Kerala. You always go to Vishu parties, you prefer Ada pradaman to semiya paayasam and you constantly try to convince your wife that a white silk saree with gold jewellery with coins will suit her, irrespective of what the oldies in your house say about a white saree being unauspicious..

As usual I am off topic. Back to the Land of the Lungi..

Check out this video. Really cool..

The little one has been dancing with the iPhone in her hand to this song wearing her
"T-shirt and chaddi".. She even has a bangra type move where she points her two index fingers into the sky and does a little jiggle.

We are actually thinking of making a secret video of it tomorrow, when she is wearing her pants.

Long live the land of Lungi!

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Internet woes...

The last couple of days showed us how much dependent we have become on the internet connectivity in our day to day life.

If we don't have connectivity, we cannot come home on time from work! Have to stay late.

We don't have a land line. So if the MIL has a crisis at home she cannot call us because there is no land line (we have only a VOIP phone!)

My iPhone doesn't have a signal through AT&T at home. Lucky if we get one bar on that.

That leaves the wife's T-mobile as the only phone to connect to the outside world aka customer service.

The AT&T dudes came, tested the line and declared that the squirrels have chewed on the wires somewhere in the street. A maintenance call was placed by the AT&T dude and he promptly told us it would be days or weeks before the tech figures it out in these cases..

So we did the only thing we could do being internet junkies. We switched to Comcast cable modem today!

As of 30 minutes ago we have a working internet connection. Now we have to worry about gophers eating through the cable lines? Maybe, but we will take our chances.

The Motorola Photon phone / Android 2.3 combination is a disaster. So my buddies at work were nice enough to get my coverage returned to my old iPhone. Sometimes you don't realize the value of what you have till you lose it.

Now that we have a working internet at home, have to go yell at the AT&T guys and get something called a "microcell" to boost my cell signal strength when we are at home..

Some people have "naakula sani".. we have "phonela sani"

Maybe better days are ahead!

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To each his own

One thing about the festival season in a south Indian brahmin family is the clothes.

Well, the guys get to wear their silk dhotis and the ladies come dressed like cute penguins in their madisaar saris!

It is an extra long saree (almost 50% longer) reserved for special occasions (usually red color) that they wear in a different way than the casual sari.

San will always be my hottie! She has always been cute to my eyes from the day she walked down the marriage hall and challenged me to be her husband. It was like a bull fightress with the red cape challenging a bull. To this day I am madly running around her, still unable to hit the mark!

To get back on track with the post, there is something about the madisaar sari that is a turn on. The casual San in her jeans and kurthi somehow magically transforms into a madisaar wearing hottie. It is possible that deep down somewhere the image of a madisaar mami is similar to how Hollywood movies portray the woman in her white wedding gown for desi boys like me!

Indian ancestors seem to have perfected the art of packaging. Cover almost everything, expose without really exposing, and let curiosity take care of the rest..

Well, as long as San keeps her "Koorai pudavai" in good shape and wears a madisaar once a year, she will still be my hottie when she is old and gray!

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