Joy Of Missing Out #JOMO

Coffee With Mi Vidya Sury

I am happy to enjoy the JOMO, Mi. We still enjoy listening to the radio, getting into a tizzy over what the next song will be and humming along. Watching classics on TV. Although, I use the word classics quite loosely. It seems that these days, classes can be anything...

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Pickled

Pickled Coffee With Mi Vidya Sury

You know we hardly made any carrot halwa this winter, Mi. The delhi carrot is slowly phasing out of its season and can you imagine, I’ve only made the halwa once, what with Sury traveling or not really feeling inclined to enjoy it on his own as Vidur isn’t around....

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Splash!

Last night, it happened again. Just as we were winding up the kitchen, done with dinner and clearing up, “toink” went the tumbler full of excellent coffee decoction, dashing all my dreams of delicious cups of coffee today. This time it decided to splatter every surface, including the stuff under...

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Books, clothes and sunshine

books clothes coffee vidya sury

Lethargic days are here, which is to say summer has officially come. Apparently we had the highest Feb temp recorded in ten years, Mi. I can believe it. The fan whirrs on stoically, recirculating the hot air. Just stepping out into the verandah to hang out clothes to dry is...

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And so the story goes

vidya sury coffee with mi

Funny…and amazing how life goes on, Mi. It is 6 years now since Fe 8, 2010. For me the day dawned much like every day the past week – rather dull. I am hating the smell of turpentine, what with having to put ear drops four times a day. It...

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Playing it by ear

Vidya Sury Playing it by ear

When I told T I had a bleeding ear, she thought I was just being foul mouthed. Funny thing is, this time I actually meant it literally. As in 1 ear, bleeding. It is true what you used to say, Mi. Most times we bring on our own troubles. We...

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The Softest Baby Skin

Softest Baby Skin Vidya Sury

Babies. Just the word brings on such a happy smile and warm feelings. Our entire being fills with peace. We think of innocence, soft skin, delightful gurgles and cuddly sweet-smelling bundles. Our Vidur was all of that, wasn’t he, Mi? Do you remember the day we brought him home? He...

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