Author: Vidya Sury

As usual

As usual Memories Vidya Sury

So yes, it is. And suddenly the almost-three-month break is fizzling out with just four days to go, Mi. We tried to make it as enjoyable as possible. Of course we made lists of all the things we wanted to do…but as usual, we proposed and Life disposed. As usual...

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Serendipity

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It is that time when I must take stock around the house and dispose off eggestras. And of course, as usual, Fate beat me to it. I opened the fridge to keep something and was about to shut the door when my eye caught something strange. I opened the door...

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Odds and Ends

Vidya Sury Coffee With Mi

How odd that when we know we should cut down on something, we hold on just a little harder to it, refusing to let go. If it is food, why does it suddenly taste much better?  If it is people, why are they suddenly a little more precious? Probably because...

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Crybaby

vidya sury coffee with mi

Can you believe I see the obit column, titled “Tribute” in the newspaper and shed tears every day? They come unbidden. It is not like I want to cry, Mi, although these days my tears are always at the ready to pour at the slightest trigger – be it sadness or...

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New things

new things vidya sury

We had to replace the kitchen tap. About time, too. This time I splurged a bit and got one of those taps that don’t need to be turned, the one with a lever, just like the bathroom washbasin tap. So hilarious we still have the tiny basin the bathroom no? And...

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I Proposed Universe Disposed

I proposed universe disposed vidya sury

Yesterday, I was all settled and ready to finish up a post – a review of a hair oil and hair pack (imagine! bet you’re finding it really hard not to smile) when I realized it was dinner time. Intending to continue after dinner, I toddled off to make poha...

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Ironic, but nice

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How crazy is it that I actually ended up making a Thiruvadarai-like kootu and kesari, Mi? I suppose some things just happen because they will and nothing we do can stop them. Bonus? So feel-good without conscious effort. It happened so naturally. Here I was, thinking of that second coffee of...

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