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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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…
How crazy is it that I actually ended up making a Thiruvadarai-like kootu and kesari, Mi? I suppose some things just happen because they will and nothing we do can stop them. Bonus? So feel-good without conscious effort. It happened so naturally. Here I was, thinking of that second coffee of…
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…
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 things. As I start my day with prayer, and move…
I stepped out into our verandah this morning, Mi, just to enjoy the no-pigeon-ness. Sure there are feathers floating around but a far cry from the poop carpet. Oh, two glorious weeks of not scraping shit. I still haven’t done anything to beautify the place because it needs another scrubba…