She was too late

coffee with mi

Even today, when I think of all the attempts to foil every plan we made for an outing, I find it amusing. Time does heal. But back then, I remember how mad I used to get and how frustrated, helpless I’d feel, Mi. Especially during our 6 year stint in...

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So hard to say goodbye

With a heavy heart, I have to say I’m planning to sell my bike, Mi. Yes, yes, I know. But it has been in the garage, unused. I can’t be checking on it and dusting it and ensuring it starts forever when I don’t plan to use it. That’s when...

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Done With Men!

Hehe, gotcha! No… and never will be. But Mi, you would love Shuchi’s delightful chicklit /romcom book, which she’s launching on Feb 14. Lighthearted romance, lots of humor, fun metaphors and lots of humor. (Yes, I know I said that twice!) Shuchi Kalra is the new Indian Sophie Kinsella and...

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I have lost it

And I don’t know how, Mi. Not complaining really…but a little surprised nevertheless. The good news is I don’t have to alter the bag of clothes I’ve been procrastinating over for months now. The bad news is all the clothes I’ve bought since are a size too large. Okay, so...

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My Earliest Memory

My earliest memory

When Psych Babbler of Over Cups Of Coffee (how auspicious!) tagged me and urged me to share “my earliest memory” I smiled, because with me, it is never one memory. Also, if there’s one way to woo me, it is a cuppa coffee. One triggers another (the coffee as well...

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Precious Memories

shoe

Here’s my post: a 6 word story “Lonely little shoe. Owner in heaven”.   Forgive me, readers. That’s the truth. Memories hurt.

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