The view out the balcony mirrors my mood. Patches of grey sky peek in between the dense upper branches of
“I can’t believe foreigners are in our apartment!” “Won’t they think India is dirty?” Her face wrinkles in concern as
“I am off to read my book…” She waves the book in her hand as I look quizically. My maternal
Laddu clings to my knees, screaming with a vehemence that takes me by surprise. The sauté pan with the hot
I sit on the stoop by the side entrance, Laddu bouncing on my lap. The morning is crisp and chill
I hold her close to my bosom, her even breathing feeling warm and precious as we stay cocooned in the
“If you hurt my feelings one more time…” Pattu looks at Ammu with threatening eyes. Ammu replies hardly looking up
Few things are in my possession that I treasure. Over the years, it has been books, mementoes from childhood. With
I hang up the phone. I can almost smell the disinfectant. See the dull grey of the rooms. Hear the
Sometimes in life, a realization so startling occurs when you least expect it. Like when you are in the shower
I scan the outside as I rinse out my cup. The mountains of snow in my backyard seem eerily still.
I woke to the pitter-patter of little feet on the carpet followed by a warm body snuggling next to me
An impromptu food drop off from a friend turned neighbor. A text that says “Vetti? Call??”. Weekly check in calls.
It is a grey day. The skies are overcast with the promise of rain. The sun lurks somewhere behind the
Left with a couple of hours to kill in a waiting room, I dutifully turned to Facebook and my email.
As we turn the corner into December and watch the end of the year loom larger ahead, reflections on the
Driving down slowly along the one lane road that is now the primary connection between my old life and the
In the past few months, a new kind of fixation has taken hold of me. Articles on how women can
Randomly, I find patterns in the kinds of articles I read. This week the theme seems to be dreams. Pursuing
The heat made shimmering waves off the patio surface. I stood by the sink, the Sun’s slanting rays hitting me