I was thinking that the whole mansplaining discussion was buried when wifey walked in brandishing the June 19th TOI. Delhi-dwellers would remember that the front page of the newspaper had been hijacked by a certain deal-snapping company that presented the sign that’s usually placed outside the baby-changing rooms (no, babies aren’t changed in these rooms, […]
Yesterday, I learned a new term. Mansplaining! I was merely trying to help wifey with some keyboard shortcuts. I hadn’t seen it coming, I swear on my Cryptography book that stands glorious and upright in my book-rack, never opened, forever beckoning. She was working on a photo-editing application, and in my opinion, her overuse of […]
“Hum saale bas ek hygiene factor hain, inki lives mein! (We fools, we are just a hygiene factor in their lives!)“ Rohan griped, brushing his hand over the balding patch on his head for the umpteenth time, making me wonder if his constant attention to that patch was making it grow faster. Rohan is a […]
Some people don’t like mushrooms. Some people don’t like dogs. Some people who don’t like dogs, also don’t like mushrooms. Mrs. Chaddha, our next floor neighbor falls in the last category, and I discovered it this morning. Wifey and I were returning from our usual jaunt to the Mother Dairy, when wifey chanced upon a […]
Wifey says I have no manners. I, an Indian to the last cell of my body, retort and tell her that I shouldn’t have to thank my friends. Between friends, there is No Sorry, No Thank You! Hain ji? But she insists that if I continued following that philosophy, I’ll soon be rendered friendless. I disagree. Mom […]
Oh well! It isn’t an easy question to answer. According to Mom, I am an innocent fly who got caught in the web of deceit woven by wifey. According to wifey, I am an impractical joker who plays practical jokes that don’t make her laugh. Both Mom and Dad accept that I am their son, […]
Does a magazine really need a mascot? Even if it does, should the mascot be a crow? I mean, who in his right mind would decide upon a snarky crow to be a mascot of a humor magazine? Nobody in his right mind, right? That explains it. Meanwhile, introducing the ROFLwithQSM.com website.