Tagged: reflections

Seeing Things

Seeing things Coffee With Mi

Or rather, not seeing things in my case, Mi. Did I tell you about my new specs story? Well, not that I really had problems with the existing pair, but you know how it is…have to do the routine annual full eye exam thanks to the diabetes. So off I...

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Odds and Weirds

Odds and weirds Coffee With Mi

So last night, very cleverly I stacked the pressure cooker, feeling very proud of myself for deciding on dinner in my head while walking, Mi! Fifteen minutes later not a peep from the cooker! Also, a strange smell. Of course we assumed it was not our kitchen. Then anyway, seconds...

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Some thens and nows

Thens and nows Coffee With Mi

Talking of thens-and-nows, the last time I travelled on 8th Main and passed the church, our old friend wasn’t there, Mi. Of course I freaked out a little wondering where he was. It has been raining, so perhaps he had moved to the bus stop shelter on the other side?...

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Trying to keep calm and carry on

keep calm and carry on

By the way, remember those days when you would say you felt “fumes” Mi? I feel like that now sometimes. A weird smell stuck to my nose. Triggers with certain things. Unrelated things like (gasp!) coffee–which should actually be holding me in its trance with the rich fragrance; the dish...

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The Bird still sings

the bird still sings. Coffee With Mi

You know, I always mean to tell you this, Mi! Remember that mynah we’d hear the moment we woke up? Those days when we had our bedrooms in the adjacent rooms? It continues to sing! It is like a precious connection–as in, one of the things that haven’t changed. Nice...

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Inspired but Unimpressed

inspired but unimpressed.. Coffee With Mi

You know, Mi, I have that sense of déjà vu with so many things these days. It is weird. Nothing freaks me out really, except maybe the sight of a child crying or a hungry child or a child or elder being ill-treated. Maybe I am actually growing wiser with age,...

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If onlys

If onlys Coffee WIth mi

So the cold that knocked on the fortress door–fortress being me–decided to stay. The usual nonsense followed: rapidly worsening throat, cold, blocked nose, runny nose, constant headache, restlessness. You of all people know me when I am sick, Mi. I know what a pain I used to be. Just as...

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