I am standing in the kitchen, minding my own business, wearing my favorite Kashmiri pink petticoat (the one with the thick elastic, you know the one), waiting for the pressure cooker to whistle. I am stirring the sugar into my cutting chai when I hear a from the store room.
So, let me tell you what happened this morning.
Even if you are wearing a petticoat and your hair is loose, always keep the daal lid heavy on the top shelf. And never trust a cat who smiles. aunty in petticoat.peperonity.com
Hello my lovelies,
And what do I find?
Aunty
How is everybody’s monsoon mood today? Don’t tell me you are feeling lazy. Get up, open the window, and let that petticoat hem dry in the nice breeze. I am standing in the kitchen, minding my
Stay safe. Keep your petticoat strings tight.
So now I am sitting here with my third cup of chai, eating the broken mathri myself (don’t judge, waste not want not), and typing this post. Even if you are wearing a petticoat and
I think, “Chor? Lizard? Or that naughty Sharma boy from next door who keeps kicking his football into my tulsi pot?”
He looked at me like, “Aunty, what are you looking at? This is my house now.”