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We had an extended weekend with Monday off. Celebrated Pooja, which in Kerala takes the form of Ayudha Pooja – A worship of the weapons / implements you use to earn your livelihood.

On Saturday evening we kept books, laptops, my sewing machine and knitting for pooja. These were taken ‘off pooja’ on Monday morning. In between, we spent over 36 hours not reading anything, writing anything or using any of the skills ‘kept for pooja’.

It was weird not being able to read, accidentally reading things and then being gently reminded by the other person 🙂 We also spent a lot of time with each other and that was fun. Did a lot of cooking and tidying together, discussed plots for murder mysteries and generally had a ball. I must say, I’ve never talked so much in one day.

Here are some pictures from last year’s pooja, as celebrated at my in-laws’ home.

Felt like a tourist. In retrospect, I shouldn't have been taking videos.

Sandalwood paste an flowers on lamp

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Wedding Rant


My mother, as is the wont of all mothers, has a few pet peeves. The most colorful among them is her hatred towards the NSS (Nair Service Society) and its affiliate establishments like the TDM Wedding hall in Cochin. As a child, I ignored her general remarks. As a teenager / young adult, I made fun of her criticism and now, as an older young adult, I am shocked that I see her point!

I recently had cause to visit the aforementioned TDM hall to attend a cousin’s wedding. As his 2 favorite female cousins were out of the country, I was pressed into service – not to do any actual work, but to stand around him and look shiny.

Nair weddings have, I am told, evolved many rituals to show off the wealth of the participants.

With increased rituals as shared on the spot by the 2 parties’ elder male curmudgeonly uncles and the equally curmudgeonly NSS official, the wedding stage is like a mini bloodbath.

Take this situation for instance.

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Diwali for Techies


Just an hour after I asked my husband why I couldn’t buy firecrackers online, I found this article on The Hindu.

In order to save the largely deskbound workforce inside the IT hub the trouble of hectic last-minute shopping for fireworks, a six-member group of young Technopark engineers have launched a website, malapadakam.com, to help their colleagues celebrate a hassle-free Deepavali.

The company passes the order to a licensed firecracker vendor who ensures that it is delivered to the house of the caller. The cash need be paid only on delivery.

I clicked on the link, hoping to move one step closer to a world where everything can be bought online. Here is what I saw.
I tried all the spelling variations of  ‘malapadakam’, which, when incorrectly transliterated can mean poo travesty.

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