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Think or sink!

That mami and the mama were married for over 50 years!
They had celebrated their golden jubilee wedding anniversary.

Then something happened and something snapped.

She went to live with her daughter and he went
to live with his son in two different metropolitan cities.

They never met again or spoke to each other even on phone.

And when that mama breathed his last,
that mami refused to see him one last time!!!

What on earth could have caused THIS kind of rift
in a couple happily(?) married for 50 years???
 
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One mami and a mama went to live in a senior citizen complex.
They bought two houses - one for each.

The food costs the same but the maintenance charge is doubled.

The well- meaning manager of the complex suggested that
they live in the same house so that they can save money
and someone else can live in the other house.

That mami was frank and fearless and told the manager,

"I bought a separate house since I want to be away from him!
If possible I will avoid meting him even in the dining room"

THEY HAD HAD TOO MUCH OF TOGETHERNESS??? :rolleyes:
 
There is a man who goes to sleep at 8 p.m. and gets up
to make sounds like a restless coackroach at 4 A.M.
O.K! He has had his quota of beauty as well beastly sleep.
But what about the others living in the neighborhood??
 
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There is that lady who opens one of her eyes, partially at 8 A.M :flame:

to check whether it is really time to leave the warm comforts of her bed!!!

I always think and imagine what would have happened

if this 4 A. M. cockroach-man had got married to that :roll:

8 A.M. unwilling riser from her bed??? :sleep:
 
அரைத்த மாவையே எத்தனை நாள் அரைப்பார்கள்??? :shocked:

புளித்துப் போய் கூரையைத் தூக்குகிறது அதன் வாசம்!!! :bolt:
 
அதன்பெயர் மடி ...ஆனால்
அதையே மடிக்க முடியாது! :nono:

உடுத்துவது கஷ்டம்... :dizzy:
பழக்க இல்லாவிட்டால்!!!

உடலை மூடுவதும் கஷ்டம்
பழக்கம் இல்லாவிட்டால்!!!

இவ்வளவு நீளத் துணியிலும்
உள் தொடைவரைக் காட்ட :shocked:

வேறு எந்த உடை தோதாகும்??? :rolleyes:
 
முதுகு இல்லாமல் நூலால் கட்டப் படும்
ரவிக்கையும் அணிந்து கொண்டால்
பரம சௌகரியம் புருஷர்களுக்கு.

பனை அடி, நடு, நுனி உருளை என்பதுபோல
உடல் அடி, நடு, முதுகு எல்லாமே பளிச்! பளிச்!

மடிக்கு மடியும் ஆச்சு - சொக்குப்
பொடிக்குப் பொடியும் ஆச்சு!!!
 
பற்றாக் குறைக்கு இரண்டிலுமே உள்ளன loop-holes. :rolleyes:

Jump in and jump out செய்யும் இவற்றை :frog:

இந்தியன் jump suit என்றால் என்ன தவறு??? :noidea:
 
We attended a wedding.

The sister of the groom was so stylish and kept aloof
from everyone feeling very important as the naaththanaar.

She chose to wear the sexy madisaar in marroon color and
she was as fair as an Indian could ever be.

While pressing the sari, the dhoby had burned a triangular area
the size of his super heated iron box.

He had quietly folded the sari and given it back without reporting the damage.

That lady had not noticed the damage while wearing it.

It was in a place which attracted too much attention of the male as well as the female.

Everybody glared at the fair skin thorough hole in the maroon saree -

either feeling happy or sorry but no one dared to tell her about it.

I being the eternal volunteer - for both the pleasant and the unpleasant tasks -
told her about the tear in her wear.

She became scarlet in color with shame and ran to change her sari.

Later she came and thanked me umpteen times that when,
even her own kin and kith did not tell her, I came forward to tell her.

While wearing saris ironed by someone else, it is always better to check
for the tears and damages before wearing it to a party/ function.
 
One mami was very proud of her double side double bordered kanchi sari.

She wore it and went by the electric train to attend a wedding.

When she alighted from the train, the sari was minus the border in the front

right up to where the pleats ended.

A smart nimble fingered man with a blade, hiding under the seat, had done the damage

even when the gold zari was not as costly as it is today!!!
 
"பெற்ற மனம் பித்து பிள்ளை மனம் கல்லு" உண்மைதான்! :sad:

தங்க வாத்தின் அம்மையின் தோஸ்த் வந்திருந்தாள்;

scare crow வின் அடுத்தவீட்டுக்காரியிடன் விசாரிக்க.

வெகுநேரம் பேசிக்கொண்டு இருந்தார்கள் :blabla:

விஸ்தாரமாகக் கைகளாலும், வாய்களாலும்!!! :tsk:
 
அப்புசாமி:
என்னங்க இன்னைக்கு இங்கே இவ்வளவு கூட்டம்?

குப்புசாமி:
போன மாசம் கல்யாணம் ஆன பெண்ணுக்கு இன்னைக்கு
இங்கே இவங்க வளைகாப்பு செய்யறாங்களோ என்னவோ?
அன்னைக்கு வந்த அத்தனை பேரும் மறுபடி வந்திருக்காங்க.

அப்புசாமி:
கலி முத்திப் போச்சு ஐயா! சந்தேகமே வேண்டாம்!
 
There is something mystic / mysterious / mesmerizing about

doing the same thing over and over again.

Week long Akanda Sai Bhajan (without any breaks)

has that calming and mesmerizing effed.

It is meditation with spoken words!!!

The mantra is very simple.

Om Sai Sri Sai Jaya Jaya Sai.

I went into a deep trance - wide awake but lost to the world.

I loved it which means I will try to join everyday at least for half an hour

to be in this world and yet inaccessible to everyone! :)
 
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People love to repeat things-both pleasant and unpleasant
as if by the force of habit.

A man wants to take glucose drip regularly - even though
he is fit enough to eat and make his own glucose.

Another person keeps on using the eye drops -
long after the eye infection has cleared.

The idea is that the bottle must be exhausted once it is opened.
 

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