tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post2158521810875274840..comments2023-10-05T13:01:12.139+05:30Comments on Memories and Musings II - Life in Pondicherry: DINNER DANCES, AND (FANCY) DRESSESMaijihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06994981113905757827noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-37568230227496939252008-04-25T18:24:00.000+05:302008-04-25T18:24:00.000+05:30Lovely reading Chithi, your menries and musings. A...Lovely reading Chithi, your menries and musings. And I still remember our visit to Pondicherri. Raji then was busy with one folk dance Pattanthikku pogalam edi... and Viji had a recitation "Cherries ripe cherries.." but she had a sore throat or something which was worrying her... all this round about the time we visited there... I remember all those...And God! I do remember that 'haunted' ( how viji used to tell) door, a real yarn she reeled and both our imaginations ran all scary scary...... wonder if she remembers all this!!!<BR/>> <BR/>>lakshmilakshmivhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11312927864916259778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-83001055212368377692008-04-14T21:09:00.000+05:302008-04-14T21:09:00.000+05:30Oho, so Kamini and Sekar werent the only ones fanc...Oho, so Kamini and Sekar werent the only ones fancy dressed!flowergirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13583733876810341137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-45207288271951798292008-04-05T21:37:00.000+05:302008-04-05T21:37:00.000+05:30And I remember sulking quite a bit because I was q...And I remember sulking quite a bit because I was quite anti-social and did not want to participate in any fun event! But impossible to quench Maiji's enthusiasm and <I>joie de vivre</I>RAJI MUTHUKRISHNANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767924355822361427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-72987726167528135452008-04-05T11:57:00.000+05:302008-04-05T11:57:00.000+05:30But Ma , you are "Lakhon mein ek" !! Oh how wonde...But Ma , you are "Lakhon mein ek" !! Oh how wonderful to read all this and yes!! I remember your telling us about the Squires.<BR/>As for the Club , one of my most favourite and evocative memories is sitting on the very high bar stool and sipping a glass of chilled , delicious mosambi juice and savouring the taste , trying to hold on to the pleasure of the drink and through the straw enticing the last tantalising granule of sugar to come all the way up !! Even till today any drink I have with a straw brings back the thrill of that childhood treat.Vijihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14238730436295766322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-16897246158313331342008-04-04T13:52:00.000+05:302008-04-04T13:52:00.000+05:30Great memories and a style that just flows. Now ...Great memories and a style that just flows. Now we know where Raji gets it from.kalluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12682887665098073111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-18065365474382481332008-04-04T13:06:00.000+05:302008-04-04T13:06:00.000+05:30Hello, I had been to this blog once before as you ...Hello, <BR/>I had been to this blog once before as you were connected to Mrs. Raji's blog. Let me be the first one to welcome you to Mysore blog park. It's great to see more people here.Lakshmi Bharadwajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03212991591359341995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-34968040994777748862008-03-30T11:32:00.000+05:302008-03-30T11:32:00.000+05:30A whole roasted pig ? and a garnished one that too...A whole roasted pig ? and a garnished one that too. <BR/><BR/>Nice memories, I enjoyed reading it.Indranihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13097788106899971708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-54036355350577739392008-03-30T10:41:00.000+05:302008-03-30T10:41:00.000+05:30Vintage stuff.Great reading. Nice to see photos fr...Vintage stuff.Great reading. Nice to see photos from the album.Ramakrishnanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06391020678534194379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-30117084101933210902008-03-29T21:10:00.000+05:302008-03-29T21:10:00.000+05:30which reminds me of the hockey player in the 80s w...which reminds me of the hockey player in the 80s who preferred grass because he hadn't smoked astro turfAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-37191389525586582782008-03-29T16:58:00.000+05:302008-03-29T16:58:00.000+05:30"Today’s grass eaters, or, shall I say grass smoke..."Today’s grass eaters, or, shall I say grass smokers, use a different grass."<BR/><BR/>Once again, when it comes to grandmas, you are a grass apart.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016870158431509286.post-91374341988839226082008-03-29T16:31:00.000+05:302008-03-29T16:31:00.000+05:30'Mr. Kripalani, being a bachelor, and used to his ...'Mr. Kripalani, being a bachelor, and used to his own life-style, could not understand that a housewife with four demanding children and a husband, had plenty of reasons to survive, without any other outside recreations.'--well said!<BR/>'Today’s grass eaters, or, shall I say grass smokers, use a different grass.'<BR/>This respectable great-grandmother is being naughty, now!Gowri Mohanakrishnanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16060601235118339248noreply@blogger.com