Thursday – And a piece of childhood

This morning I woke up dreaming of childhood Thursdays when we used to have the day off from school. Yep – our school had Thursdays off! No idea why. Saturdays were half-days and of course, Sunday was off too. I studied in Little Flower Primary School, Gundawli, Andheri East, Mumbai....

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Home, But Not So Alone!

Yo Mi! After Vidur returned from school yesterday, things felt more normal again.  And of course, we had fun – but only after he finished his homework. Phew! The little dude just went on and on writing his Hindi homework – and then decorated the hell out of it with...

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Home Alone and not thrilled about it

So maybe the life of most women is like this – a typical day beginning with sending off husband to work and kid to school and then – getting on with the rest of the day, deciding what to cook for lunch and dinner…you know – all those mundane things....

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This Day Last Week

One week has gone by – (ok..I know am getting repetitive). We are still getting condolence messages from people – some nice, some not so nice. Then there are the funny ones – “hearty condolences”. I was imagining you guffawing at that. When I made lunch today, capsicum curry and...

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Believe it or not!

As usual, I started the online day with a look at a lovely quote. And thought it was so appropriate for the wonderful relationships in our life. I can’t believe that a week has gone by since you left us. This time last Monday, I dropped Vidur at school as...

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Wanted Alive AND Dead!

I am going nuts with the pressure to do ‘last rites’ because the ‘saastram’ says so. Every day mama calls – he says: you carried out your mother’s last wish. Now you have to succumb to the family’s wishes. Why? because ‘everyone’ is asking. Ah, so the pressure is not...

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Hard Habit To Break

I woke up early, got the coffee going, brushed my teeth, lit the lamp, offered milk as ‘neivedyam’, grinned at your picture, washed the vessels, got the washing machine going – and then heard your voice whisper in my ear ‘kaapi kudi di kannu’. And as usual, I just stood...

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