A Madrasi’s Predicament
- Writers Pouch
- May 26, 2014
- 2 min read
It is a motley group of 30 people all from different parts, places, areas and walks of life. Yet the minute I stand up and say “Hi! I’m Manognya Bethapudi” I knew what was going to happen…
A second look followed by filing me in that part of the brain which was related to Idli, Sambhar and more recently Kolaveri Di..10 seconds into the acquaintance and everyone already expects to know from me that I’m a homely, shy girl with a veshti wearing, ash smearing dark and potbellied man for a father and a Kanjeevaram clad Gold bazaar &horticulture endorsement for a mother; pack in Ranji for a brother and there you go! Its the perfect recipe for a happy little “Madrasi” family from madras but unfortunately they wake up in your neighbourhood every morning to the tune of M. S. Subbalakshmi (obviously).
