Yesterday, I was on my usual walk with the little one. Everything was as usual. Little one was being curious george, I was trying to manage her, said hi to a couple people on the road, smiled at some, crossed El Camino. Everything was as usual until now. So, I met an old man, er, an old Indian man. Like at others, I smiled at him as he was passing by me. He returned my smile. I was to continue my way when: Old Indian Man(OIM): Where are you from? Me to him(MTH): Chennai. Me to myself(MTM): uh-oh! OIM: Oh. Chennai a? Tamizha? Where in Chennai? MTH: I gave him the location. OIM: Anga enga? MTH: Gave him the exact location. OIM: Naanga Chennai thaan. Ana settled in Bombay for 22 years. MTH: o ho. MTM: na ketena? OIM: Kalyanam acha? MTH: yes MTM: pakathu veetu kozhanthaya stroller le thallindu varen OIM: Evlo varsham? 2-3 years? MTH: 5 years. OIM: Oh. 5 yrs acha? Chinna kozhanthaya iruke, 2-3 yrs irukumonu keten. MTH: :-) OIM: Ponna payyana? MTH: Ponnu OIM: enna vayasu? MTH: one OIM: Adika...