I am in the balcony waiting to capture flying pigeons on my phone when it hits me that this vacation
“Why do people spit and throw trash on the road Amma? We should teach them not to.” “Why do they
The marigold flower swirls and floats to the road as I walk. The purple berries from the nearby tree are
The day and date flit around my consciousness not really embedding itself in it. All through this week, I see
Where I muse on how it was like growing up in the 80s in India.
Slowly extricating my lifeless arm from under Kay’s head where it had been for the past hour or more, I
Reading MM’s post and associated comments made my thoughts go many different ways. I formulated comment upon comment in my
I took this picture en route to Mysore. Put your thinking caps on and caption this.
K and I reached home after a short but intense and memorable trip visiting family in India. Splitting our time
Sliding the glass doors of the showcase that houses the various knick knacks my siblings and I accumulated over the
Landing in the spanking new airport in Bengaluru, K and I hauled our mammoth suitcases to the welcoming arms of
For the longest time, this was one phrase that was representative of India for me. I am not sure if
Over the past week when I was stuck in an inspiration less phase, plenty of thoughts buzzed around my head.
Settling in comfortably on our well used recliner with a warm throw K and I tuned in to watch the
For those interested, PBS has this show that premieres Jan 5th 2009 at 9:00 PM EST that traces the history
When I read articles like this one that appeared on CNN today it irks me no end. Not only because
As I stood before the mirror brushing back my hair, I reached out for my regular hair band. The one
Late yesterday evening we had a pleasant surprise. A good friend who had relocated to India was back in the