memories

Never the same

Never the same

So, based on the success and the happy reception of the besan-coconut-almond burfi, I decided to do a “repeatay”, Mi. After all, who doesn’t want to replicate a good thing? Also, the first batch left a craving behind, after its abrupt disappearance. Thus, yesterday morning […]

Some Mothers Do Have Them

Some Mothers Do Have Them

It’s nostalgia week of sorts, Mi. I was in Bombay for two days and was so tempted to run across to see Little Flowers’, but didn’t have the time. I resolved to go see it next time I am there. By the way, I ate […]

Departures

Departures

Even temporary goodbyes are weird, Mi. This time we were imagining all the things you might have done if you’d been around, each time Vidur visited. Of course we know the mid-sem break is super short. Technically a week that includes one arrival day and […]

Little Mundane Things

Little Mundane Things

I have a long list of tiny things to do, Mi. But they have to be done. Mundane stuff like calling the paperwala, change the sheets, scrub the bathrooms, clear out some clutter, take stock of groceries and refill, sweep, dust, mop, yada yada – […]

Wishlists

Wishlists

Having such a lovely time sorting through the toys, Mi. I know, I wish I could keep them forever, but what’s the point. Vidur asked a wonderfully valid question: better to give them to kids who’ll play with them than store them, right? Yes, of […]

Exhale the past

Exhale the past

So I went and met Gopumama, Mi. Sury had a talk in Chennai and on impulse, I accompanied him, thinking it would be nice to see mama. I spoke to him a couple of weeks earlier. Finally I feel he’s getting old—he’ll be 80 this […]