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I cleared more than half of the storage space that I am renting. It was quite a workout, hauling stuff, sorting them and donating as much as possible. Then, after picking up pizza and some immediately needed groceries, I stopped by my friend Prakash’s house to pick up something. It was quite late. Still he force fed me. He had his mom and wife on his team. I was out numbered. I am sure I could have convinced the baby to be on my side but he was fast asleep, not caring about the noise of our lousy jokes and unmusical laughter. Chapati + garbanzo beans curry combination was delicious, but it didn’t take long for my eyes to start rolling into their sockets on being over stuffed. That was taken as a cue to serve more. I am a fat penguin today.

There is something about showing love through food. It works.

I slowly hobbled back to my car more than an hour later. Only then did I remember that I had parked on the fire lane, with blinkers on, as I expected to be back well within three minutes.

Ruchi wrote on May 13, 2009:
Hobbling Penguin -
maniosai wrote on May 15, 2009:
"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" - due to frequent use the narrow path has become a super highway.
Kirubakaran A wrote on May 17, 2009:
Anonymous wrote on Oct 17, 2009:
"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" I can think of a few other paths but then men are such pigs, they'll eat practically ANYTHING and remember guys and especially girls - men are like floor tiles coz if u lay them right the first time u can walk all over them for years!