The memory is not as keen as it used to be, the wit rather dull these days. Still when all others do it, I feel the urge to do as well. So here it comes, from you know where...
tb: This log is in honor of one of my classmates whose Dad was the tourism deputy chairman or something. During the famous elephant show that KTDC conducts yearly, we used to joke, he (the dad) was in charge of cleaning up after the elephants. Hence he (the son) was nicknamed as "pindoose". When I started searching for a name for blog, somehow my mind was full of pindam.
Born in Perumbavoor, grew up in Muvattupuzha, got whiskers and sideburns in Thiruvananthapuram, left the fun and games in New Delhi, currently shedding hair in an unexciting phase of life in New Jersey.
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And to where does it go? From paapaan to aana or poochooss?
By Achinthya, at 1:19 PM, August 28, 2005
tb: This log is in honor of one of my classmates whose Dad was the tourism deputy chairman or something. During the famous elephant show that KTDC conducts yearly, we used to joke, he (the dad) was in charge of cleaning up after the elephants. Hence he (the son) was nicknamed as "pindoose". When I started searching for a name for blog, somehow my mind was full of pindam.
a: What is poochooss? :-?
By പാപ്പാന്/mahout, at 5:25 PM, August 31, 2005
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