Tagged: memoirs

Life and times

reflections coffee with mi

So my heart went back after the short break, Mi. I confess I did a wicked thing—when the airline called to say the Sunday flight was cancelled and asked if they should reschedule for Saturday, I suggested Monday. I mean, why would I cut short that visit, eh? It is...

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After a long time

after a long time coffee with mi

On a whim, today I decided to wear a saree, Mi. I know you would be thrilled to hear that. I had to do the Navratri hop and thought, why not a saree today? So, I checked for the color of the day–grey–and picked the grey cotton saree with the...

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Restorations and decluttering

Restorations and decluttering

So, inspired by all the Navratri spirit around me, I decided to clean out the living room cupboard, Mi. Remember how, when we first moved into this house, it was half decorative stuff and half toys? Then gradually, over the years, two shelves were taken over by books. We replaced...

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A time to remember

A time to remember Vidya Sury

Today, while channel-surfing casually–I was waiting to open the cooker–I came across DD airing MS Subbulakshmi’s Bhaja Govindam, Mi! She would have been 100 years old today, you know. Oh, that dear charming face, the gorgeous voice! How wonderful it was to listen. As the song played I quickly got...

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The Basket of Petals

basket of petals memoirs

When I wrote that title, I thought of The Basket of Flowers, Mi. Remember the book? We took so much delight in reading it. I remember crying in several places throughout the book. I got it as a prize in a singing competition in the 5th standard and enjoyed reading...

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Some day, some days

some day coffee with mi vidya sury

Some day. Yeah yeah yeah. I know that’s not a day of the week, Mi, but nevertheless it feels good to fantasize about the things I’d love to do, some day. Now you might raise an eyebrow and ask what or who is stopping me from converting fantasy to reality....

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Serendipity

serendipity coffee with mi vidya sury

It is that time when I must take stock around the house and dispose off eggestras. And of course, as usual, Fate beat me to it. I opened the fridge to keep something and was about to shut the door when my eye caught something strange. I opened the door...

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