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Pesky politicians? Dimaag Kharaab.
Power cuts? Dimaag Kharaab.
Till Sachin scored his 100th 100? Dimaag kharaab, baap.
Girlfriend/boyfriend issues? Certainly dimaag kharaab.
lau failure? very certainly dimaag kharaab!
Eg#2 - ittaa badaa line tha udhar. Do ghante wait kare baad counter close kiye. Kal phir jaana padhta. Kya hai ji, yeh? Dimaag kharab!
Naangale periya dangaasu
RegionTamil Nadu, Chennai, Madras
Think of light bulb glowing like in cartoons ....ah see, now you hauw got it.
"Simbly don't eat my head for ideas early in the morning. The bulb of my mind turns on only after breakfast."
A phrase that had found popularity in the pre-internet era, when boys and girls tended to develop meaningless platonic relationships, ostensibly as a cover for profoundly sexual encounters. In most cases, the sex did not actually happen. The boy and girl could be spotted in various public spaces talking to each other shyly with more than a cycle gap between them. The girl would think that the young man was actually like my brother only. The boy in many instances, had other ideas.
"Nothing.. what friends! Din ko sister, rat me bistar, re!"
Figuratively, to tax one's brain, to irritate someone to the extreme, to lick someone's brain.
Senthil is baffled.
Senthil: Tu do kela leneko gaya. Ek idhar hai. Doosra kidhar hai? (I told you to buy me 2 bananas. Where's the other one?)
Goundamani points to the one he has just given Senthil.
Goundamani: Yeh dekhna doosra. (With you.)
Goundamani: Yeh hai na doosra. (The other one is right here, in front of you.)
Senthil: Dimaag ka dahi mat bana! (Don't make curd out of my brain.)
(Arrey Babu, don't do any dimag ka dahi on me... I have an exam tomorrow to study for).
Dhinchak is an attitude. It's what makes the kudi from Janakpuri who aspires to be in South Delhi actually get to Sainik Farms. Dhinchak is in the tinkle of the glass bangles and the sparkle of the bindi that she effortlessly teams with bootcut jeans to get noticed. Dhinchak is that quintessential free-spiritedness that makes a Janakpuri ki ladki smile and bullshit her way out of a sticky situation.
Dhinchak is never a size zero because she wont ever give up on that spot of butter on her aloo ka paratha or fail to gobble the last garma-garam gulab jamun. Dhinchak will always be slightly conscious of her surroundings and her short skirt when she goes to celebrate her anniversary (not birthday) at The Oberoi (in South Delhi,of course), a once-in-a-year affair that will be duly documented on Facebook, except that she will call it Oberois.
Source: Confessions of a Dhinchak Ladki, Times of India, 20 Dec 2010