Since I am no longer a Paati animal….no grandchild in the offing now….I thought it might be painful to see this site.
It’s a great feeling when someone you know does good….
Yesterday, A was down again, and decided that the best way to cheer herself up was to go to a play; so she chose the Kirkwood Theater Guild , where there was a production of <a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fourth_Wall”> The Fourth Wall </a> by A R Gurney , an American playwright.
I canNOT get over it. They are clothes of torture, garments of ghastliness.
It bothers me very much that someone close to me is becoming a total Tambram in terms of…gossip. Not malicious gossip, but the extreme interest in people’s lives which I seem NOT to have developed at all. It bugs me that right now, this person loves to talk about what happened to various people, .who’s related to whom and whose marriage failed and who took help from whom…I think it is impolite to have too much of interest in other people, but here’s someone who, recently, is thoroughly enjoying talking about who is doing what….It’s actually, I think, a necessity to make a lot of connections,and have a lot of information. That’s all…at least, in this instance.