Category: Musings
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Of all the paths we could have been on
Driving back late last night from a round of grocery shopping, I leaned back and let out a sigh of contentment. The road we were on seemed metaphorical. I turned around in the darkness and watched the gentle heave of tiny bodies as they slept. It is in the everyday moments like these that profound…
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What is your thing?
Mixing a bowl of Cheerios bright and early this morning before the girls got ready for daycare, I sat them in their high chairs and turned the TV on. Little Bill was playing and as I fed the kids, I was drawn into the simple tale of a boy trying to find this ‘thing’. He…
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The birth of a father
Enjoying a rare hour of solitude this Sunday evening, I pushed back on the recliner and logged in to work mentally rueing the fact that the ability to get to work on a Sunday now feels like relaxation. Before I knew it, the hour was up and I hear the garage rattle its way open…
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The place of understanding
Phone cradled between my ear and neck, I stirred a creamy concoction of butter, milk and cheese all the while listening to a broken soul on the other end. My chitappa, voice breaking, was trying to make sense of the loss in his life. As I held on even if just in silence I realized…
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Quantifying parenthood!
Pre Kay and Cee, weekends looked like this: 8:30 – 9:00 – Wake up possibly 9:30 – 1:00 – Cook and eat if in the mood else go out 1:00 – 6:30 – Kill time (TV/Books/MBA) 6:30 – 10:00 – Browse, eat, call up friends 10:00 – 11:00 – Try to sleep Post Kay and…
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Of wire baskets and steel boxes
Drawing up a list of stuff to get before Kay and Cee start ‘school’ over the next couple of weeks, I stopped when I got to the lunch supplies. Bag? Check. Box? Boxes?? I went off on a tangent looking at Target and Wal-Mart online to see what was available. Browsing through pages of Dora…
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Sachets of memories
Reaching a good half hour before my class started one week this month, I decided to actually open and read the chapter to be discussed that day. It dealt with marketing strategies for international locations and why some work and some do not. I was engrossed in the lesson when I spied an example that…
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Because I can
“Why did you arrange the mugs at this end?” asked a visibly annoyed K trying to bring order to the chaos that was our dishwasher. Smiling and winking I said “because I can?”. The rest of the exchange is immaterial but the phrase “because I can” is symbolic of where I am right now. I…
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Climbing the ladder
This past week I have been privy to an email discussion between K and his friends that was rather enjoyable. What started as an innocuous question on staying on the technical path vs aspiring to go up the management chain soon changed tracks into rather philosophical observations. What the conversation did however was to stir…
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I give up!
Ok. Am giving up the pretense of trying to stay away. A break ain’t no break unless I really stay away. So shamelessly here I am posting again. Haven’t figured out what to say yet but I know I won’t feel compelled to post too often. For now, the blog is back to being public…