5..4..3..2..1..! And…. I turned 50! Now how many people can make that claim, Mi? Actually when I saw the prompt yesterday, I thought, ha! I’ll skip it this week. Then this morning, as I savored my second coffee, I thought,…
Month: September 2013
We were getting ready to attend Smriti Diwas, the annual event at Vidur’s Music School. I couldn’t help thinking of 2008, when he performed solo the very first time. Sury and he went early while you and I were to…
And before I knew it, I had hit ‘Send’. As if in slow motion, I saw the words “Your message has been sent. Undo. View Message“. Before I snapped out of the shock, the “Undo” disappeared – fading right before…
Time lost, moments missed Words unsaid spill on paper All that’s left is hope ♥ Unshed tears, eyes red Heartbroken, heavy with grief Peace of mind, a dream ♥ Music floods choked brain Blending notes, playing havoc Orchestrating pain ♥…
Happy Teacher’s Day, Mi! I have such happy memories of Teachers’ Day celebrations – both as a student and the short time I substituted as a teacher at your school for three months when Emy went on study leave. What…
Mi, the other day, I opened your cupboard (yes, it will always be your cupboard) to take something out and as usual, fondly stroked your soft leather handbag. As usual, I opened it and sniffed inside, to savor the mixed…