Category: Gratitude
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Things I Am Grateful For This Year
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…
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A Note Of Thanks
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.…
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Little Things That Mean Much
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.…
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Gratitude List
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…
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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…
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Gratitude List
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…
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When The Universe Conspires
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…
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Rush Of Gratitude
“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…
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Cards, kisses and a whole lot of love
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…