Category: reflections
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Arbitrary thoughts
In a precious few hours, my amma will be here. Laden with goodies for Kay and Cee and my siblings and I, she will step off the car a shy smile changing her face into something that will be etched in memory. For years I have longed to welcome amma home as paati. This will be yet another…
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Just believe!
In the silence of the afternoon tapping on my keyboard catching up on my emails as is my habit now when the girls nap, I felt the room get chillier. Pushing off the impulse to get up and get a sweater, I kept at the computer till I crossed that break point and reluctantly closed…
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Midweek musings
Sitting in the darkened room with a single lamp on the writing desk illuminating K’s furrowed brows as he tries to get work done, I am enjoying this moment. The babies are asleep in the other room, their rhythmic breathing punctuating the otherwise silent room save the whirring fan and quiet keyboard sounds. It will…
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Jinxes and such
Making a right turn, the sun streamed into the car startling me and prompting K into making a statement about perhaps winter being on its way out. My first impulse was to shush him and wonder why he would make such a statement. I wanted no one jinxing my secret happiness at the rather warm…
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Pushing my boundaries
Cruising along the highway after what felt ages, I felt adrenaline course through me. Driving my Prius on its brand new wheels brought back memories of the 45 min drive to work from years back. Music playing, thoughts spinning through different pathways in my brain I enjoyed the ‘me’ time it offered. The clock showed…
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It’s all about love
Love you! I exclaimed brightly just as I hung up the phone after talking to my sister to wish her. I sensed a moment of hesitation, an eye roll and a smile as she replied Thank you and not love you back. Sometimes I do it on purpose. Like to my mom, I say Love…
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Grace comes from being
This past Thursday I got home and was faced with the prospect of 2 hours to kill with no K around. Washing and loading the dishwasher my mind went places I wished it did not. I had a couple of voice mails blinking on the phone. One was from our neighbor wondering if she could…
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Invisible bonds
See Amma! See!!! My niece dutifully pointed to the stack of cubes that her Chitappa built for her, her excitement and glee transforming her face into a radiant ball of delight. Even as the evening passed by wrapped in her antics, that particular moment remained etched in my mind. Her short chubby finger pointed to…
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Looking ahead
With Birthday come and gone without a trace, the allure of the new year has me pointedly looking into the future. Each year as this rolls around, I can’t help but go back and try to recollect the highs and lows from the year past. January saw Obama take oath, Slumdog Millionaire rise up among…
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Something about that place
Walking back from one of my restroom jaunts I was all smiles. Wait! Before your mind goes places, it has nothing to do with anything gross. 🙂 I ran into a colleague turned good friend (Shout out to SP here!) and we ended up chatting a good 15 minutes catching up on the minutiae of…