Category: Friendship
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Threads Of Destiny
I held a gourmet box of pastries as I walked behind my family to the front door of the home we were visiting. It was a lunch invite, a once a year thing we did. We hugged, caught up on the year that was, ate and, bid byes until the next year. I walked back…
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Heartbreak Central
I queue up Taylor Swift to start as I enter the car and connect the phone. Say Don’t Go fills the enclosed space. The ride to the bus stop is less than a minute. I park and sing along as loudly as I dare. Pattu joins me. When the lyrics pause and the music takes…
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Traveling Light – Mom Edition
Last Wednesday, I woke up at an ungodly hour of 3:00 am and got ready quickly to be dropped off at our local airport. I was flying across the country to meet a bunch of my friends, some of whom I last saw when I left high school in 1993. Yeah! I know I am…
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Orbits
Our lives glide smoothly, seamless on predetermined paths. Occasionally, I pass you in the distance, the tilt of the head, the familiar gait causing my heart to quicken and a smile to appear on my face. Sometimes, I notice a picture on your status and I linger just a moment before I move on. Sometimes,…
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Parenting From The Sidelines
I watch my twins laugh and chat with their friends from school over Facetime. The happy faces, the whispered exchanges and the giggles that break out every once in a while, make me amused. I think about the time I was eleven in the pre telephone, pre internet days where friends meant those that lived…
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Essay: On Loss and, Love
I talk as I walk to the voice on the other end which is a tad weakened as it traverses the eight thousand miles from India to make its way to me. I strain to listen, filling in missed syllables knowing the words she would have used from our years of association. By the time…
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Circles And Bubbles
A few weeks ago, a local community group posted a link to this, an article that exhorted people to give up circles and cliques and form “U”s instead leaving space for the unattached, the lonely and the misfits. Like most articles I read, I nodded along and moved on. The words, however, hung back, murmuring…
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Wind Beneath My Wings
It is late at night, the darkness a cloak that encourages free-ranging discussion and soul-baring. We walk, my friend and I, our steps in sync. We talk about life choices, career choices, being left without choices, making the most of the cards we hold. We talk of finding balance, of discovering peace, whatever that means…
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To Friends And Friendship – Thank You!
I am strolling through the aisles of my local grocery store looking for that small something to attach to the cards my daughters have worked on meticulously over the last weekend. A bag of pink M&Ms catches my eye. I calculate I should have enough in two bags and add it to my cart. “What…
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Girlfriends
There is frenzied knocking on my bathroom door followed by incoherent yelling. I turn the shower off and manage to catch part of it. “Can Ammu and I go to our friend L and J’s home? Please? Pretty please?” I am impressed by the depth of feelings that pours out of Pattu’s voice. “No! You…