"thiruvaruval is mr chips"

these damn pictures have faded under the wash and rinse of my gaze.

there has been a thaw in relations and he's gone from hiding behind ammamma to announcing my name whenever i walk into the room, and telling me the colour of things. orange butterfly AND yellow butterfly. he has also succeeded in putting the child lock on cartoon network on my tv.

i have no idea what little children are giggling about.