Diary Of A 90’s Kid – Aachi Veetu Adukkalai

Cousins who visit us play their travel history as the trump card and win the much coveted extra preferences from my grandma, Uma Aachi. If the norm is one Chengavarukkai Maanga per person, they are offered atleast about half a dozen or even more on demand. While the pulpy ones are gobbled up right away,... Continue Reading →

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