Blog post by Aparna Swaminathan
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? REALLY!
Honestly, being a Tamilan is nothing extraordinary to that of being a South Indian because, in North of India every South Indian is a Madraasi. Irrespective of whether you are a native of Karnataka, Tamil Nadu, Kerala or Andhra Pradesh, you are tagged as Madraasi (and strangely remain one till date) let along being a TAMBRAHM. I wish to express my disbelief every single time to explain Tamil Nadu, formerly Madras, is where Madraasi’s are from and in the end I get to hear a typical Punjabi phrase ” Ki farak painda hai yaar! Mumbai nu aage sab Madraasi honde hai. And I just rest my case with due respect (mannichindungo ivvale) and sheer sorry feel to the other Southern Indian states 😉 :p
IT’S A NAME – GAME
Having a Tambrahm name is quite scandalizing for the Northies. The name you put on Social Networking site and the one you call it as the official name are most of the time never the same. Thanks to our beloved Thatha and/or Paati who ensured our names are nothing less than a foot long that it also refuses to get printed on passport.
The questions that follows next :
1. “Why is there an initial in your name and no Surname”
2. “What !!!! your last name is your fathers name, but why? ”
3. “You said you are a Brahmin. What is “Iyer” then?”
Believe me a Northie can make we Tambrahm sound very CONTROVERSIAL :p
WHAT’S COOKING ?
As a Tambrahm, its quite a task to explain what is supposed to be a starter and a main course dish in the plantain spread to a Northie. Just in time you hear “Hey dude! I thought you guys will be serving IDLI, DHOSSA (literal pronunciation for DOSAI for Northies) and VADA (or say BADA as per preference and mood for calling out MEDU VADAI by Northies) for the occasion”. A sheer disappointed look on their face until they see SAAMBAR and share a sigh of relief. RASAM ideally for them is an appetizer and they literally fail to understand, how the hell it is supposed to be had in the second course when ideally it is supposed to be served in the beginning that too in a glass. The best is yet to come – using one hand to eat the food without any cutlery help … LOL … just the time a Northie feel punished for all the crime committed till date. The timing is just perfect when an elderly from the family cross them and say – “Khozandai! Rendu kaiyala yaarana sapduvala Raghava!” The look on their clueless face is just priceless!!
These are some of the many hilarious experiences I have had, being born and raised in Delhi. These are from a bunch of Northie friends I am grown up with and proudly call them “Semi Madraasi’s” as they simply love being in a Tambrahm company and I say WE MADRAASI’S AFTER ALL ARE IRRESISTABLE!