We (my children and I) returned from a ten-day trip to Texas late last night. Exhaustion had us sleeping well
Laddu runs into the study as I sit, brows furrowed looking at my incomplete book proposal wondering what on earth
I scroll through my photos feed on IG and on impulse feel the need to upload one. Browsing through the
“Let’s play konji konji Amma,” she says, her eyes pleading with me. I reluctantly put away my phone and scoop
She stands on the wooden floor, her eyes large and brimming with tears. I scoop her up and place her
Sometimes pictures bring to life what words can’t. So, here is a glimpse of the places we went and the
“Amma! Amma! There are eggs near the slide!” Pattu’s face is flush with excitement as she runs to me. I
I am in the balcony waiting to capture flying pigeons on my phone when it hits me that this vacation
I root around for a plate to serve dosai on and feel a flood of happiness at seeing the oval
The marigold flower swirls and floats to the road as I walk. The purple berries from the nearby tree are
“Follow me” I say and walk upstairs only to find Ammu and Pattu already in my closet with my jewelry
It occurred to me at the beginning of August that I probably should start sorting through the kids clothes assessing
This summer is in its last throes. Like a last gasp before the chill steals in, the air is oppressive.
I am at the sink rinsing, soaping and loading dishes into the dishwasher. Saathi is leaning on the counter, Laddu
Why I think unstructured time in the Summer is awesome.
In a couple of hours, we will wind down what has been an uneventful yet memorable two weeks of staycation.
Time flies. It sure does. It is soon going to be fall. The summer of 2012 has sped past leaving
Glancing at the clock, I made it back home with a minute to spare for a birthday party next door.