No Crocodile tears, this tear-jerker is realThere is a sure tear-jerker in my home. I am dead sure that after reading this you all will agree with me.
The situation is that, in my home none of us watch any of the stereotype serials in TV channels. It is decades since we went for a movie in a theatre. So you may think that we are totally devoid of any tear-jerker occasions.
I can only partially agree. Yes we are successful to keep at bay a lot of external, tear-jerkers. But the irony is that I have enough occasions to shed tears as there is a permanent tear-jerker at my home. Though my wife is the cause of that, she herself is not the culprit. Yes, you are now having a vague guess of the real culprit. I am not prolonging the suspense.
It is none other than the Onion-Shallot. The homely small onions. As he is needed in our staple curry Sambar, he (or she) has a very privileged presence in our home. To skin the onions is the only job my wife gives me as a privilege. Till day I have not found a real protection from the tears, though I tried a lot.
Now you know, who is the real tear-jerker at my home.