I've got blogs scattered over the ether and when it came down to looking back at the year that passed, no where to go! It's the first day of 2018 and I'm in a train, hurtling home. It's dreadfully late, I'm feeling quite poorly and the firstborn is in agony in another city. Not quite … Continue reading Where do I look back?
My mother wore sarees for the most part. In the last couple of decades, the salwar kameez wriggled into her closet, becoming the preferred garb. In the last decade or so, she added trousers to her wardrobe and sarees became occasional wear. She finds them inconvenient now. The irony is she did a lot more … Continue reading Six yards of memories
Sometimes the hills look like they've come closer to my balcony. Perhaps, they moved in the night when I was asleep. I like to think that there was a mystical time when mountains flew and trees walked. But that would have before man was born. The magic locked itself in as Pandora opened her box. … Continue reading Daydreaming
The post a day project didn't quite work and I'm relieved. The pressure to post something everyday turned the act of writing into a very contrived one. Rarely, do I wish to edit or change old stuff. I couldn't quite say the same for the posts put up lately. I suppose it's got to do … Continue reading On not writing
Come Friday and Charlie gets loaded up with fruits and veggies, some clothes and odds and ends for a trip to the getaway. He's happy to go beep beep and zip on the highway until he reaches the baby hills. The music seems to keep time as he weaves through highway hell with trucks and … Continue reading 22- Charlie’s weekend
I stole a post. Little K types poems and notes on my devices. She scatters them for me to read and appreciate. Sometimes, they're cheeky, sometimes unforgivingly accurate (especially when it is to do with me) and always observant. There's little that misses children. Here's a post I found, as it is. This one's for … Continue reading 21- Snow ❄️flakes
Is it better to show up and do nothing or not show up at all?