Happy 100 to Blah!

Yes, Blah has merrily completed one hundred posts as of this one, and I am back from Kerala to tell the tale.

But first, there is a lot of backlog that has to be cleared. Lets go one by one. Besides, it'll make for a bigass 100th post anniversary thingie.

16th June: Happy Birthday Bua!

Bua turned I-shouldn't-say on this holy day. She's still going strong, and continues to be unstoppable in whatever she wants.

17th June: Happy Birthday Vrinda!

Well, now she's just Seventeen, if you know what I mean. (Vrinda Maheshwari)moves a year closer to imminent adulthood, but we shan't depress her further with such rotten things to say.

19th June: Happy Birthday

SAT 2 Woes, Reloaded

As if doing badly wasn't enough, my scores haven't arrived, for some odd reason, leaving me even more tense and pissed. One word, of course can cover my entire range of emotions on the topic.
BLAH!

Ah, on to more pressing matters. I've just got back from Kerala from my first family vacation in bloody ages. It was, minus my brothers inccessant carping, amazing fun. Forget Lutyens, when I grow up, I'm moving to Kerala, and setting up home and housing.
So let us begin!

Kerala In Review

God's own Country

I don't know about God's own, but if he did this would sure be the right place to settle down. Kerala is simply bee-yoo-ti-ful. Its amazingly green, it has lovely weather, and it rains quite a bit, in the nice monsoony way. The hills are low, and thus not very cold. They are, however, so amazingly lush, its almost like being in a rainforest. Except you're not, so you can see the sky and not be pecked to death by bugs. Its basically perfect.

Its a Manly Country

Mallu's are a very manly lot. On my way from the Airport to Le Meridian Hotel, where we resided, I was greeted by billboards for the most incredible movies. One's english subtitle was, I kid you not, "Its a Manly Movie". All the guys in the movie posters had a minimum of 4 females dancing around them. I watched Mallu TV channels too, and it resonates in the serials, and music as well.
Every Mallu Male must, under all circumstances, have a thick and bushy mustache, that must be well maintained. It is perfectly acceptable in Kerala to wander around topless, with nothing but a lungi on. The strange thing is that this is a Matriachal Society, by and large. But yet, it's a Manly Country.

The food is Incredible

I spent the better part of my trip stuffing myself silly. Mallu food is by far, one of the best, if not the best in the world. Its simple, revolves mostly around coconuts, and inclues a LOT of fish. I went wild on fish. I must have had it twice everyday, along with a host of other things.
These things include, but are not limited to, Poriyal, Allepy, Pollichathu, some more unpronouncable things, par boiled rice, Moiley, Thoran, Crab something-unpronouncable, and many more. The food is amazing, its always spiced, frequently very spicy, and many many others.

Stupid Commies ruined my trip

Kerala, for all its brilliance, is unfortunately run by a bunch of commies, may their red souls burn in hell. A week after petrol fees were hiked, they decided to strike to protest against it, on the very day that we are at Thekkady to check out Periyar. As a result of this the forest department convieniently could not show up for work, and I could not go to see Periyar. Blah! Commie bastards, they ruin everything.

Well, I shall write a second issue on Kerala, and related diversions as a result of my vacations, including Teletubbies, and fishies in Aquariums, tomorrow. THis is quite enough for one blog, and 101 should have some interesting stuff too.

In conclusion, get your asses to Kerala. Its an amazing place.