So maybe the life of most women is like this – a typical day beginning with sending off husband to work and kid to school and then – getting on with the rest of the day, deciding what to cook…
One week has gone by – (ok..I know am getting repetitive). We are still getting condolence messages from people – some nice, some not so nice. Then there are the funny ones – “hearty condolences”. I was imagining you guffawing…
As usual, I started the online day with a look at a lovely quote. And thought it was so appropriate for the wonderful relationships in our life. I can’t believe that a week has gone by since you left us….
I am going nuts with the pressure to do ‘last rites’ because the ‘saastram‘ says so. Every day mama calls – he says: you carried out your mother’s last wish. Now you have to succumb to the family’s wishes. Why?…
I woke up early, got the coffee going, brushed my teeth, lit the lamp, offered milk as ‘neivedyam’, grinned at your picture, washed the vessels, got the washing machine going – and then heard your voice whisper in my ear…
My mother, Devi, was something else. Nice to a fault. I’d always get a bit mad at her for insisting on looking at only the good aspect of everything. Me – I tend to be boringly practical – but hey,…