Yale Writer’s Workshop

Early this year, I applied to the Yale Summer Session for Writers called the Yale Writer's Workshop on a whim. I figured I'd decide how to manage to go there *if* I got in. Late March, I received word that I was accepted. I agonized over it for a week before caving and registering for … Continue reading Yale Writer’s Workshop

It Will Be Okay

I feel the familiar band of stress tighten around my head. My ears are taut. I feel like a loaded spring, ready to jump in and rescue Ammu as she sits doing Math with her dad. They are working on two-digit multiplication. “What is 7 times 8?” asks Saathi his voice even, a controlled impatience … Continue reading It Will Be Okay

Human After All

I feel connected, my arms waving with the music, my voice joining in with the chorus of voices that emanates, amplifies and fills the theater. I was at a rehearsal at the Lincoln theater where the Harmony Project choir was preparing for their December finale. I watched David Brown orchestrate a beautiful crowd of people … Continue reading Human After All

Shaping Worldview

It is early in the morning. Way too early for eight-year-olds to be up on a weekend. I sip on my coffee as Pattu shuffles a pack of cards in her hand. “Different groups of people,” she reads, pauses and answers with a dramatic voice “Diversity” I reach for the cards and the first that … Continue reading Shaping Worldview

The Value Of An Education

I lay sprawled arms stretched on the carpeted floor that could do with a good vacuum with the ceiling fan sluggishly moving the air around. Saathi with his day old beard sat at the study table paying bills and checking items off his to-do list. A list that had considerably grown since our two week … Continue reading The Value Of An Education

BBC Asia Radio Interview 

The alarm went off at 3:00 AM and I stood sipping coffee in the cool back patio of my sister's home while my Amma sat on the recliner inside listening intently to the radio online. She made a picture. Her eyes narrowed in focus, her glasses perched midway on her nose. Her coffee cup sat to … Continue reading BBC Asia Radio Interview 

Circles

I wave bye to my identically dressed daughters staring at the road long past the time it took for the car to disappear from sight. I walk back reluctantly, slowly. Last days like first days are momentous. They bring back memories. They run like montages at the back of your mind intruding into your consciousness … Continue reading Circles

When will I grow up?

Yesterday was the first day back in class. Well technically school started last week but the prof. was away on a conference and so we did the class online. So, walking into the now all too familiar classroom, I surprised myself by the variety of emotions I felt. There were some people I saw and … Continue reading When will I grow up?

Curiously blank.

Writing the last line of the last essay question in my closed book exam I felt immense relief as I put the last period. Lifting my head up for the first time in about an hour, I noticed my entire class was head bent furiously writing. I felt bewildered. Did I answer all my questions? … Continue reading Curiously blank.

Dinner and a movie equals learning the fun way

Ploughing my way through lunch, I look at the printed sheets that lay scattered in front of me. One is a schematic and the other a list of questions for discussion. I put them away and I am eager for the day to be done. Tonight is a dinner and movie night in class. Admittedly, … Continue reading Dinner and a movie equals learning the fun way

Dark recesses of the mind

These past few days have been unbelievably hectic. At work, at school. So, as I worked against time to get my paper done for tonight's class, I kept running into mental blocks. The very nature of this course makes it subjective. It is all about me. I am the star in all my papers. It … Continue reading Dark recesses of the mind

Butterflies, Brickbats and Bouquets

Clearing up my desk at 4:30, I was a nervous mess. I had the one slide I was presenting printed out,  neat handmade notes to go with the slide and yet was so unsure of everything I had on there. No. this was not some client presentation on which $$$ hinged. It was to be … Continue reading Butterflies, Brickbats and Bouquets

Favorite movie, book and music artist

Think - and write down your favorite movie, book and music artist of all times said the whiteboard as I walked into class on Tuesday. Settling down in my chair I noticed people gathered in groups discussing football or television shows. Some were focused intently on their laptops. Looking around, I found no one free. … Continue reading Favorite movie, book and music artist

Quite an evening!

With my accounting finals a day away, three of us from our class decided to meet at a cafe to go over class notes and prepare for class. Till the moment I left home I was ambivalent. Part of it stemmed from my reluctance to drive to any place I am not familiar with and … Continue reading Quite an evening!

Over my head

Sitting in class on Tuesday as the Professor explained in great detail how to create journal entries for transactions, I was way out of my league. I felt lost, bewildered and overwhelmed. As is the case when I feel I am the only one who is struggling, I looked around for support. Finding everyone intently … Continue reading Over my head

All done!

Hopefully the last of diary like posts but wanted to put this one as a recap of the past couple of days for myself to read later as well and think "Well! I survived that!.." All Saturday saw our group huddled in our conference room laptops popped open, heaps of printouts spread on the table, … Continue reading All done!

Initial impressions

At 5:00 PM Wednesday evening my stomach was in knots. I walked past the door to the university a couple of times scoping the place out and checking to see if anyone was in early. The smell of mayonnaise hit my nose. We were supposed to show up at 5:30 PM for our Orientation. I … Continue reading Initial impressions

The office with a view

I start taking baby steps to a big dream this week. Long back I mentioned it on here. This whole thing happened in less than three weeks. I am excited, eager and anxious to start. I remember the heady days of starting middle and high school when I would lay out my books ahead of … Continue reading The office with a view

You want it. You fight for it.

"If you want something, you have to fight for it!" my FIL stated emphatically. No. It was not in the context of something inspirational yet it turned out to be one for me. He was speaking of the red-tapism and the attendant struggles in getting anything done in Bangalore. Am sure it is true of … Continue reading You want it. You fight for it.

And there I sat.

This really happened. This past Friday, I drove myself to work. It is a rarity considering K and I work at the same place and he almost always drives the car. The day went past and it was time for me to leave. Remembering to check with K on directions to another place I wanted … Continue reading And there I sat.

Of lingering regrets

Friday night we had a graduation party to attend to. Armed with The Code Book by Simon Singh, we showed up a few minutes into the party. As we sat around in their spacious living room and exchanged pleasantries with the other guests, I noticed that almost all of them who were there had kids. … Continue reading Of lingering regrets