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Changing habits

Changing Habits Vidya Sury

I did something earth-shattering, Mi! I reduced my coffee intake. And I think fruits are responsible for this waning desperation to have a cup of coffee. Also, travel. We don’t get good coffee everywhere we go, and it is always safer to stick to tea. Shocking, eh? However, I always...

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Friends will be friends

I miss hearing this song, listening to you asking me to please turn down the volume, Mi. And then, that day I fell sick, you put it on the cassette player and turned up the volume, hoping to cheer me up. I miss you. Especially today, when I feel a...

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Old, New

coffee with mi vidya sury

I was walking back from the lab yesterday and took the route via 6th main. When I turned the corner, I was hit by a solid wave of nostalgia, Mi. Of course that happens with almost every place, thanks to the wonderful walks we enjoyed together. Did I ever tell...

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Inching On

inching along coffee with mi vidya sury

Funny how sometimes a movie-binge can restore the mental balance. Yesterday, in spite of all we had to do, we were determined to watch a movie. And we did. Right after lunch, because that’s the ideal time. We went so far as to plan it the night before. Of course,...

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Maudlin

maudlin coffee with mi vidya sury

It is amazing how sometimes a movie based on a book we read is picturized exactly how it unfolded in our minds. I had that fabulous experience while watching a movie last week, Mi. I mean, it is freaky how, almost to the smallest detail, it was just as I...

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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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Old memories, fresh memories

memories vidya sury

Today is Thiruvadirai, Mi. I was smiling fondly at the memory of how much you loved the kali and kootu, and how I’d fuss over eating it. And with all the teasing at home, I’d feel like I was caught between a rock and a hard place–all because of a...

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