Home is where Mom is, right? Right. I am thinking of all the “happy Mothers Days” we’ve celebrated in our own way. What really stands out is the love and joy we felt. Even though we argued a lot and were rather radically different by nature, we were firmly bonded…
Coffee With Mi
Happy Birthday, Mi. Snatched away at 64…you would have been 69 today. Always alive in our hearts. Here is the essence of this song’s truly beautiful lyrics: We have never seen Him (God) But there is no need to, because how can His face be different from yours, oh Mom?…
Feels rather sick to get a whiff of our own sweat, Mi. So warm! In spite of those heavy rains a couple of days ago. More like splashing water on a hot griddle! You know, I can’t sit slumped because wherever skin contacts skin, it becomes wet. On the other…
I imagined you said that, and did. What, you ask? Eat oranges. Yes, I am actually enjoying oranges almost every day. Until, of course someone says it is not good for me. These days, as soon as Vidur and I return from our walk, we wash our feet and hands…
So, Mi. today I’ll begin with the good stuff. I have news for you. All of the headlines variety. Do you want to know the big news first, or the big news first? Okay, I’ll tell you the news that is closest to your heart. Vidur is now officially in…
It is funny how, the things we turn up our noses at, turn right around and bite us in the rear. Case in point: the other day I whined about mentioned coffee without sugar. And Pro suggested I add a pinch of cinnamon to it since cinnamon is known to…