Thanks to Sarah, this song is back in my head. I remember how I’d show mom the “bass guitar” every time the song played on TV – so much so – whenever she saw a bass guitar, she took revenge by showing it to me – happy moments. Incidentally her…
Coffee With Mi
As we look ahead, we keep looking back. I guess that’s natural to do – especially with someone like my Mom. Two days ago, we got a call from a peer of Sury’s – and it felt so nice. I remember years ago, when he visited us at home –…
I began writing this blog on Feb 7, 2010 – when my mother was in hospital, in critical condition – hoping that when she returned home, well, I would get her to share her thoughts and wisdom, and be her scribe. Little did I imagine that she would be gone…
I remember how we watched this movie together – all four of us – and cried buckets. Even Vidur was sobbing. Well, Dosti is the kind of movie that comes only once in a life time. This was mom’s favorite song in the movie
Never even imagined that Feb 3, 2010 would be the last time Mom and I would talk to each other. Even though she complained of pain the previous night, and we called the ambulance, not wanting to take any chances, she laughed us off saying “aah ooh na – ambulance-ah?”…
The night of Feb 2, 2010 was the last night we spent with Mom. On Feb 2, 2010, we had Anand over from Madras – he had come to attend an interview here. We all had a very jolly lunch with parathas and aalu-vengayam subzi. Mom loved aalu subzi. Little…