With life, we can never tell, can we, Mi? And people, of course. But before I get to our coffee and our chat, just wanted to tell you that on Feb 8, besides being shocked that we spent five years without you, we organized lunch at Seva Sadan. The rest…
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So that fateful morning started off hectic and proceeded to get worse. I kicked it off with slicing my thumb. Yep. Was making kundru (ivy gourd – who knew!) and just began to cut it, when I recalled how easy it was to slice it – and save so much…
You more than anyone will completely understand what it means to be stereotyped, labelled and sealed in a box, Mi. As women, we had to fit into the little square earmarked for us, no matter how cramped it was. Responding to even the most trivial decree was frowned upon. Even…
Sometimes, even if it is justified in holding us back, our logical mind can be quite the enemy, Mi. It freaks me out when my heart really wants to do something, but is hesitant to venture forth. I can hear my brain scream at me, telling me to think, think…
I am here to report a miracle Mi. Two in fact. The day before yesterday I ran all the way from Triveni road to the Y’pur circle bus-stop and didn’t pant! I was amazed at myself on two counts. One, I hate to jog, you know. I simply abhor jiggly…
As the deadline I set myself draws nearer, I am thinking, planning, making lists, Mi. I really want to accomplish what I’ve noted down by October 31, or at least get as close to doing it as possible. Ten things I must finish this coming week: Tackle the 7 coconuts…