Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The story so far ...

I've been meaning to do this for ages - and now it's happening. I'm not going to give away too many secrets. At least, not my secrets. But let me say that I've been living in India for quite a while. My wife is Indian. And more than that - she's a brahmin.

What does that mean? Well, keep on reading. I've been married for well over a decade. We have kids. And it's a really successful relationship. Which is down to a lot of hard work and compromises by both of us.

But brahmins are - well, it's a miracle that they have kept going as a caste, given just how fussy and fastidious they are. You will see what I mean a little later on.

Well, I'm started - and who knows where this will lead.

2 Comments:

At May 29, 2007 at 4:47 AM , Blogger Blog Delhi-London said...

What do you mean by " Brahmins are fussy". Who isn't?
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At June 2, 2007 at 3:37 AM , Blogger firangi said...

Fussy is a relative word - and it could be imagined that when the blogger, in his understated manner, says 'fussy' he means pedantyr beyind the normal bounds of behaviour and tolerance.

Just a guess ...

 

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