Letters To Koko

Hi Koko, Annual exams are coming and I thought it would be a great idea to sit and start revising. As I finally open your books and have a look at the portions I am surprised, nay, shocked. The chapters are getting serious.  I don’t remember learning directive principles in class four. It definitely came later. But here I was making you read about the constitution of India and our rights and duties. Suddenly, you become serious and ask me, ‘so how old do you have to be to be the prime minister?’ I’m baffled, where is this coming from?  ‘Well when I grow up I will go to the top and clean up everything.’ What do you mean, clean up? ‘Well you know here it says everyone should have a decent living conditions. But that’s not happening. Look at that footpath in Agara junction, the one in front of the temple, those balloon sellers live there. There’s no bathroom, or clean water. They don’t have money, it’s so unfair’ So you’ll clean the footpaths? ‘I’ll get hold of all the villas, br...

Hi Koko, I have not been a good documentarian. Every other day something cute or clever just goes by and I don’t end up noting it down and it gets lost. But this one was hilarious and I thought I will just make a note before I forget!  This weekend we went for a play and in typical play watching fashion I thought of wearing a saree. Ok, that’s not true. It’s just exceptionally hot and I wanted to wear something in cotton. That’s airy. And looks good.  So there I was ready before your Baba. I am standing in the foyer trying to close the right footwear. There will be a fair bit of walking so the heels are out of question. I show you a few Pinterest images and ask what do you think of sneakers or boots with this, And part comes the reply: ‘only 19 year old poor grandmas wear that, you’ll not like it on you’ The fashion pundits have declared anything goes, but my pundit knows I cannot be comfortable in something I don’t understand.  Keep dishing stellar advice.  Love, Ma...