If we were having coffee–and of course we would–I’d tell you I woke up with butterfingers today, again, Mi. Everything I picked up, slipped off my hands, slipped from my hands. The worst was dropping a bowl of really hot…
Year: 2016
Like a roller coaster ride, that’s what it is like, Mi. Life, I mean. We’re racing through good news, bad news, sad news, and news we are still trying to process, because we can’t decide how we feel about certain…
Mi, if we were having coffee–as we used to, at least four times a day–I would always have so much to tell you. I smile at the thought of Sury constantly puzzled by what we could possibly have, to talk…
So another year bites the dust, Mi. I am tickled pink to think that when you were this age, I was already 35. Crazy no? It is, considering that you are no longer around. And that pisses me off big time more…
I was listening to One Sweet Day by Boyz II Men and Mariah Carey. Oh yes, full volume, because it is such a beautifully recorded song. Half way through the song, of course, I found myself sobbing. Could be because…
So I did it again, Mi! For the second time in my life, I celebrated Ganesh Chaturti without Kozhukkattai. What to do? I wouldn’t exactly say no takers, but we both decided that they taste sweeter when Vidur’s home. So…