Just when I think I am over all the emotional blackmail and baggage there comes another zinger to fling me right back into that quicksand of sadness and bad memories. And the worst part is it only takes a gentle…
Category: memories
So this morning we had coffee as usual followed by breakfast and then got a bit engrossed in our work, Mi. Around 12 Sury and I were pottering about in the kitchen. Vidur was bathing. As we prepped for the…
You know how we used to joke about the ‘vaarams“, Mi? It is even more rampant now – although we hardly watch any Tamil programming except for comedy these days. The movie channels would have a set of movies that…
Remember that song by Jamiroquai I used to keep listening to? Even the video is kind of catchy. Anyway, my current virtual insanity is all about a project I am struggling to finish. Not so much because of the difficulty…
These are uncertain times when we don’t feel we have a grasp on our lives and everything feels wobbly. And wibbly. I was thinking of that wibbly wobbly toy Vidur had as a toddler. How much he loved that caterpillar…
So I tripped over the gas pipes on the terrace last Monday when we went to walk and had a nasty fall that resulted in some bloody bruising, swelling and a lot of pain. Still healing. But let me tell you…