I have a plant. One of many but this is a plant I want to tell you about today. It’s a Periwinkle or Vinca as many of you may know. In Hindi, it is popular by the name Sadabahar which means something that always blooms. This plant is almost a year old and lives in … More My resilient plant and some reflections
The weekend is almost here. From my living room, I can see that the Sun has set and it’s getting dark outside. I have wrapped up my work. I can still hear VT in his study and I know his work calls will go on a bit longer. Long enough for me to think about … More My life, this evening, and some reflections
My paternal grandfather, Baba was born today and we lost him when he was 72. His death was one of my first brushes with mortality. As a teenager, that was the first time I witnessed what being taken away for the last journey means. It hit me hard and the memory of that day … More #FridayReflections – Happy 90th Baba!
It was a lovely morning and we were on a walk. Sometimes, when I do not wake up on time for Yoga, VT and I grab that opportunity to walk together and spend some time talking through things that are not important. Our conversations range from new places to eat that fall in the loop … More #FridayReflections – Looking beyond the obvious
What is a choice? Options or the lack of it? Why do you choose one thing over the other? Do we think about making a choice or we just go ahead with what’s convenient? Choices make who we are. Be it the right to choose a partner, the right reason to remain fit, the choice … More #FridayReflections – Making the right choice
One morning when I logged on to WordPress, the stats suggested that my blog post from last year Onam Pookalam – an arty affair was getting a few hits. The very next day, LP shared Day 1 picture on our whatsapp group and there was this Aha moment! It’s time for the 10-day Onam celebrations! Over … More #FridayReflections – 2015 Onam Pookalams
The moment he was born, she became the elder sister. She was a 14-month-old that time. His curly hair where she stuck fingers and pencils and her books that he tore. He thought she is parent’s favorite cos she did well in her class. She thought he is the better one cos he looks so cute … More #FridayReflections – Sibling Love
happiness and food 