Photo by Jill Wellington on Pexels.com As murky as the origins of Thanksgiving are, I have made it my time of the year to look back on the year that was and be cognizant of the things I am grateful for. A good many are the same year after year. Health, Family, Friends, Food and … Continue reading Thanksgiving 2020: Much To Be Grateful For
Photo by Matheus Bertelli on Pexels.com Thanksgiving is around the corner. It is the time of the year when I take stock of the year gone past and process the big and small things that I am grateful for. 2020 has been a strange year. It started with a bang. I was counting on my … Continue reading Thanksgiving And An Ask
I woke up this morning feeling incredibly blessed. Yesterday was a dream come true. It was my book birthday. I was live on FB, joined by a handful of family and friends. I answered questions. I cut a cake as they cheered on. My local friends joined for a bite of the cake. My brother … Continue reading Thank YOU
"Can I get a pair of diamond solitaire earrings?" My tone is playful. He responds with gravity, asking me a zillion questions and finally pronounces that yes he will. "Can we adopt twins?" His immediate reaction is one of incredulity and anger. The next morning, he is sheepish as he agrees to expand our family … Continue reading Contrarian Love
The water undulates in front of me. It is mesmerizing, the flecks of blue and gold, the buoys bobbing up and down. Most importantly, I am alone, a rare occurrence in my life as a mother and wife. The sounds around me are soothing, the road noise, the water lapping against the concrete barrier. Even … Continue reading Gratitude: The Decade Long Version
My watch shows 3:57:03. I should be in the study anxiously poring over my presentation one last time. Instead, butterflies in my stomach I watch through the window as the school bus rolls past our home. Just as I am to turn and walk away, I notice my Amma looking diminutive from the other side … Continue reading Vignettes
I suppose I should be sentimental. This week we traded in my very first car for something newer. I bought or rather Saathi bought me my first car a little before I turned 30. I spent all of my teens and twenties taking autos and cabs because I had debilitating road fear and I never … Continue reading Bye, Bye Pria!
My phone dings as I walk, interrupting the mellifluous voice of M.S. Subbulakshmi. I ignore the sound and continue walking. The air is chill and my nose is dripping. In the forty minutes that I take to circle the seventy odd homes that comprise my development, I see no other humans. I am home, mildly … Continue reading Things I Am Grateful For This Year
A little over a year and a half before, I wrote a passionate plea to help someone in need. I called her Shakthi on the blog. A lot of you wrote back, sent money, gift cards and a whole lot of good wishes. Today I am happy to report she is thriving and officially divorced. … Continue reading A Note Of Thanks
As I tend to do every morning, I turned my alarm off and clicked over to my email. Other than my regular messages from all retailers I frequent offering sales and discounts for Mother’s Day was one email from a reader that made me hop out of bed and start my week with a smile. … Continue reading Little Things That Mean Much
In a couple of days, all of the social media will be abuzz with recipes, food pictures, and gratitude lists. In what has become an annual tradition of sorts, despite the murky origins of this holiday, this week will kick-start our holiday season. I look back on the year that has gone by and linger … Continue reading Gratitude List
Sometimes pictures bring to life what words can't. So, here is a glimpse of the places we went and the sights we saw.
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
I woke up this morning feeling incredibly rested. The clock showed 5:00 AM, far too early to be up on a holiday. I lay in bed, eyes closed but awake trying to put in words the things I am grateful for today. Instead of words, I got a series of visuals akin to watching a … Continue reading Gratitude List
A week ago, I posted a passionate appeal for help relating to a domestic violence survivor. When I wrote that post, my heart was hurting. I could not fathom how the power balance in an intimate relationship could be so skewed. The political landscape in the US with a presidential nominee heard on tape bragging … Continue reading When The Universe Conspires
“Thlow” commands Laddu as she squints against the evening sun in our backyard. I comply and throw the multihued inflatable ball high in the air. I watch it gather speed and roll down the gentle incline. Laddu follows the ball, pushing it farther with her attempts to capture it. I follow her and eventually we … Continue reading Rush Of Gratitude
The house is quiet. The kids are in bed. Saathi is on the highway somewhere returning home from his first ever US Open visit. A few months ago, when he broached the subject of going to watch the Open with friends, I jumped at the idea. He was taken aback. I laughed as I told … Continue reading Cards, kisses and a whole lot of love
I feel you before I hear you. Your tiny hand is on my forehead. My eyes flutter awake to your "Can you wake Appa so he can put me in bed?" I absently shake Saathi who sleep-walks you to bed before he falls back in his a few minutes later. I am wide awake now. … Continue reading Milestones – 5 years!
"What are you thankful for?" "Family" says Ammu. "Turkey" says Pattu and runs away with an impish smile. I look expectantly at Saathi. "For the lovely ladies in my life" he says with a twinkle. I turn inward. "What am I thankful for?" Each year the answer evolves. All years include family, friends and food … Continue reading What are you thankful for?
I watch you as you bend to place something in your overnight bag for the umpteenth time. Your forehead is creased with lines. Laugh lines. Worry lines. Anxiety lines. Sad lines. The lines that tell me the story of your life. I stand by the stove stirring the boiling pot of water with specks of … Continue reading Adrift