My watch shows 3:57:03. I should be in the study anxiously poring over my presentation one last time. Instead, butterflies
I suppose I should be sentimental. This week we traded in my very first car for something newer. I bought
My phone dings as I walk, interrupting the mellifluous voice of M.S. Subbulakshmi. I ignore the sound and continue walking.
A little over a year and a half before, I wrote a passionate plea to help someone in need. I
As I tend to do every morning, I turned my alarm off and clicked over to my email. Other than
In a couple of days, all of the social media will be abuzz with recipes, food pictures, and gratitude lists.
Sometimes pictures bring to life what words can’t. So, here is a glimpse of the places we went and the
The alarm went off at 3:00 AM and I stood sipping coffee in the cool back patio of my sister’s
I woke up this morning feeling incredibly rested. The clock showed 5:00 AM, far too early to be up on
A week ago, I posted a passionate appeal for help relating to a domestic violence survivor. When I wrote that
“Thlow” commands Laddu as she squints against the evening sun in our backyard. I comply and throw the multihued inflatable
The house is quiet. The kids are in bed. Saathi is on the highway somewhere returning home from his first
I feel you before I hear you. Your tiny hand is on my forehead. My eyes flutter awake to your
“What are you thankful for?” “Family” says Ammu. “Turkey” says Pattu and runs away with an impish smile. I look
I watch you as you bend to place something in your overnight bag for the umpteenth time. Your forehead is
As we turn the corner into December and watch the end of the year loom larger ahead, reflections on the