This is a funny picture of Anu eating Poutine. My sister Anu is 17 now. I remember being 17. I think my brain was fully formed by then. But my sisters have been more mature than me since they were 12.
I wish I could hang out with you and Subu more, which is partly why I want to go back to SL for a while. But anyways, happy birthday.
Oh yeah, remember when we used to take the couches apart and make forts? Or we’d put the mattresses up against the walls and make slides, and when Amma and ThaTha got us those plastic swords and we had sword fights. That was cool.
Let’s do a life story of Anu: Anu was born October 8th, 1986 in a hot Sri Lanka hospital. She made a poo and I said it looked like a chocolate bar, ha! Sorry. We were living in Achichi’s house then. I remember drawing you pictures. I used to wear a hockey helmet around. We had a green-and-black PC back then. I remember playing that Paratrooper game.
Achichi took a lot of care of you. When we decided to move to the Etats in 87 or 88 we left baby Anu in SL! Actually, I didn’t decide anything. I just remember getting in the Van to the airport and staying at Joe Foley’s house, and we were driving this red rental hatchback with these seatbelts that was choking my neck all the time and I threw up in the backseat. Those must have been pretty stressful times, we were living with ThaTha’s co-professors and Amma was pregnant. Then we moved into those apartments at Riverpark.
That’s when Achich flew over with you. Then we lived in Riverpark for years. You and Subu had your hair short and you wore matching clothes sometimes. People thought you were twins, but that was silly. We used to play basketball and flashlight tag in the basement. We all read a lot. The TV had a remote that was attached to the TV Set by a long cord. We used to feed the ducks by the Scioto River and eat mulberries and go sledding in the winter. Do you remember going grocery shopping with ThaTha, or making recipes from that UNICEF cookbook with the pictures? You still make good pie. Mmmmm… pie.
Then we bought a house on Leighton Rd, and I was in High School. I used to drive you guys to school, I’d listen to Morphine and Rage Against the Machine and Outkast and stuff. “I’m cooler than a polar bears toenails…” Remember that? Then… I left for College and became slightly less tarded and we can sorta talk like adults now. Actually, scratch that.
I still suck to ride in the backseat of the car with, spreading out as much as I can and making you look at my armpit hair, etc. I will continue to do this.