ALL ABOARD THE HOGWASH EXPRESS
I’VE STUMBLED UPON A TERRIFIC – and entirely original – concept for a series of seven books, and I thought I’d share it with you this week. It’s about a Chennai boy who’s never been to a barber, and whose favourite food is rajma. I’m going to call him Hairy Farter. On his eleventh birthday – or eighty-fifth birthday; this plot point is still under discussion – a crow craps on his head.
Or so Hairy thinks – understandably, because Chennai is full of crows that consider everyone here a Marina beach statue. He looks up angrily, and two things happen in quick succession. One, the bird grabs the opportunity and craps in his eye. And two, after he cleans his round spectacles, he notices it isn’t a crow after all. It’s an owl, with a note tied to its foot. It’s an invitation from one Dumble-dorai, to join the Raag-warts School of Carnatic Music.
Hairy is thrilled. So far, the closest he’s come to sa-ri is when his Uncle made him shirts from an old, nine-yard piece of fabric belonging to his orthodox Aunt Pattu-nia. (Needless to say, Hairy wasn’t ga-ga over those clothes, but he had no pa-pa, so he had to take whatever his ma-ma gave him.) But now, he’s at the Central Station, standing at Platform 9.75245. (It was originally just supposed to be Platform Nine-and-three-quarters, but Chennai boys, as you know, are magicians with Maths, and insist on being correct to the fifth decimal place.)
Hairy finds himself alone in his windowless compartment – not because he doesn’t know anyone, but couldn’t he have, at least today, avoided that lunch of rice and rajma? Anyway, the food trolley comes by, with broomstick-shaped delicacies from Kerala. (They’re called thud-appam, of course.) Then he’s joined by a bossy girl named Aruvai Rani, and a red-haired boy named after a drill instructor in the army, Raan-uva Whistle. And over the next seven years, the trio gets involved in adventure after exciting adventure.
So do you like my set up? In the first book, Hairy and friends foil a Hindustani music wizard’s attempts to jam incoming signals to Raag-warts. (I’m calling it Hairy Farter and the Sorcerer’s Cell Phone.) In the second, Hairy and Co. thwart an American jazz band’s attempts to deteriorate the tonal quality of Raag-warts students by getting them hooked to smoking. (That would be Hairy Farter and the Chamber of Cigarettes.)
Then, in the third year, the kids are growing up, and, as adolescents, become more aware of the opposite sex. Still, Hairy is taken aback by a fellow-student’s addiction to nude pictures of Academy Award-winning stars. (That’s Hairy Farter and the Prisoner of Oscar Porn.) That’s all I have for now. Wait, I do have an idea for another book. That’s the one where Hairy and his friends get homesick and seek out their Chennai roots. That would be Hairy Farter and the Goblet of Thayir-saadham.
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jussomebody
June 29, 2010
Three quarters is actually EXACTLY .75. No scope for any more decimal places. Fancy a Chennai boy making a mistake like that 🙂
Shall let the other offences pass, because of the dedication and all. Mild aww moment 😀
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SR
June 29, 2010
ma-ma, pa-pa, ga-ga…priceless puns!
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jussomebody
June 29, 2010
Why do I sound so cocky? Forgot I was talking to an engineer (from Pilani no less, no?) But somehow, you do come across as one of those artsy types… like someone who ran away from Mathematics as soon as he could, after 10th Standard.
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munimma
June 29, 2010
ayyo kadavule 😉 And I hadn’t read this before.
saar-saar-er not sorcerer. chennai boykku ithu kooda theriyala, eh?
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bran1gan
June 29, 2010
jussomebody: Yes, you were off the mark with regard to the fraction, but in general, you’re right. The concepts of BE were so remote that I wasn’t an engineer but an engi-far. Hey, you asked for it 🙂 And either you’re a glutton for punishment or the most closeted admirer of AOS. I hope, for your sake, it’s the latter.
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rameshram
June 29, 2010
this is just a remake of gulebagavali. the sambar in the title is a dead giveaway.
aside, you were a much better writer in 2005.
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bran1gan
June 29, 2010
rameshram: I keep hearing that all the time, that I used to be a looser writer and now I take myself very seriously. I feel like Woody Allen in Stardust Memories, all this preference for my earlier, lighter writing.
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Arun
June 29, 2010
Ah yes, more of these sambar memories please.
its not fair that your ‘humor’ label post-count stands at a mere 6!
(went thru’ your sambar ar(a)chives for the 1st time and loved them all.are there more that you haven’t put up yet?)
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apala
June 29, 2010
Dear BR,
somehow missed this —— this is the first time I am reading it! (Maybe I wasn’t blog-savy then!).
It’s a riot! I would not agree with remeshram — you were an excellent writer even then, I would say!
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apala
June 29, 2010
BR,
since you are hearing that you used to be a looser writer now losing it to be a serious writer ……… I thought you might need a kit to find out which is true and which is baloney!
Here is one!!!
PS: It’s just a wonderful piece that I thought I would share with you guys here — it really wont help you as I mentioned above!!!! Sorry!!! Besides, I know that you’re an engi-far, might enjoy it better!!!
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rameshram
June 29, 2010
oh lol you just discovered the joys of .. um male female love after, da, i would think. your writing now is more weight party… in a couple of years you could even start pushing aishwarya rai stalking/sexting sonu nigam and get into f1 grand prix and grow your hairs long. 😉
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Hermoine Granger
June 29, 2010
And you dint get a better name than Aruvai Rani ? While the other two protagonists retain the sound of their original names, a nice Chennai name like Harini Gangadharan would have worked, no ? Shouldn’t you have mentioned she was the smartest of their batch ? And is she that bossy ? 😉
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bran1gan
June 30, 2010
Arun: Oh, there are lots more (rubs hands with uncontained glee)!
apala: He’s saying I was better then, and he’s not alone in that opinion. Seriously. Even last week, someone told me I was writing much better before I got the National Award (the implication being that I’ve begun to take myself a bit too seriously, or perhaps pompously, since then), all of which may be true. The subconscious is a strange thing, after all.
Personally speaking, I’m not happy with a lot of writing I’ve done this year till the Raavan review, from which point I’ve made a conscious effort to go back to my earlier/natural style. Hopefully it will stick…
rameshram: Grow my hairs long? Um… Unless you know of a magic fertiliser than can make crops grow on barren soil, I don’t think so 🙂
HG: What to do! Harini Gangadharan sounds so much better, yes. I bow to your superior on-the-spot imagination! Oh yes, she’s bossy. She keeps suggesting alternate names for the characters in my posts 😛
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rameshram
June 30, 2010
well then you’ll be more POTter than hairy, won’t you 😀
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Bala
June 30, 2010
@Bala : actually had fun reading this article , so the aruvaals will stay hidden for some more time 😀 I especially like “Hairy Farter and the prisoner of oscar porn” , the lord only knows how much time you spent trying to think of something that rhymes with Azkaban 😛 (and look who is accused of spending their waking time sweatily perusing through Harold Robbins in the friendly neighbor lib :D)
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Bala
June 30, 2010
that was meant to be @brangan of course 😀
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bran1gan
July 1, 2010
Bala: See? See? You just need to give it time, and you’ll discover what you’ve been missing out on. Now if only you could convert Priti as well 😉
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Harish S Ram
July 1, 2010
so who is the localised Voldemort? 😀
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jussomebody
July 1, 2010
@Bala Traitor! Now I stand alone on the island of dislike…
@bran1gan You talk of my conversion beneath a post that puns on ma-ma and pa-pa?? *cringe* 😀
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rameshram
July 1, 2010
tamiz mama or english mama? because the former could be hot 😉
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Bala
July 2, 2010
@jussomebody/(priti?) :ah well, one can’t satisfy everyone all the time 😀 But the aruvaal is still ready an willing just in case Baradwaj thinks of releasing one of his ol columns on us 😀
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NullPointer
July 2, 2010
Maybe I don’t have enough history about this column-But why “Arre O sambar”(a terribly unimaginative Arre O Avarrakai would have rhymed better or something more ‘punny’). With every other you seem to be a stickler for the “BR” naming convention
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bran1gan
July 3, 2010
NullPointer: It’s a play on the Sholay catchphrase 🙂
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dipali
July 3, 2010
Hairlarious! Keep ’em coming!
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Kay
September 1, 2017
Let me do a +1 and say, I’m loving these old articles much more. Or rather those that are not related to movies.
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Voldemort
July 29, 2021
Glad that I discovered this delightful series 😛 This is the best Arre O Sambar though!
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Anu Warrier
July 29, 2021
Thanks to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, I’m actually discovering these posts. 🙂 Why have I missed them before?
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Satya
July 29, 2021
What was next BR? Umbridge, Slughorn, Snape – God the books became so complicated later. Even the other-street-ly dumble-dorai became more ‘human’. And then there was the snake faced Dark Lord who came across as a very idiotic soul, making me rethink about the shrewdness he shows in the memories subplot of The Half Blood Prince.
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