A quiet morning and some reflections
A non-fiction piece this Monday. Sharing a quiet morning and some reflections with you. … More A quiet morning and some reflections
A non-fiction piece this Monday. Sharing a quiet morning and some reflections with you. … More A quiet morning and some reflections
This is the fourth edition of #WordsMatter and we are excited to have 25+ bloggers join us this month. Follow the hash tag on twitter and prepare to be surprised. … More 20 years ago, I.. #WordsMatter
English was the medium of instruction in my school. English language was nothing more than a subject and we knew it as English I. Literature was II.
Read about my transition from Hindi to English and how it happened without me realizing it. … More Lunch conversations and English language
We met today 13 years ago and the time has gone by in a blink. Many things have changed and many have stayed the same. Life is sure beautiful and better. … More This day, 13 years ago
Last Diwali when I was home, I was at the dinner table and looking at a shelf that was covered with a lacy curtain. Thick white net with patterns like that of a lace. It wasn’t white anymore. A dull yellowish color and not as transparent as I thought it should have been. I couldn’t … More What I know of home and turning into my parents
Last week I traveled to Chennai for a conference. I stayed at the same hotel where the conference was hosted and had all amenities at the click of my fingers. It was a five-star hotel and nothing was amiss in terms of facilities. However, I could not sleep. This is not new. Most of my … More Sleep O sleep, why elude?
She was different when she was a teenager. Never wanting to fail and being on the top of the stack. All she wanted was to set an example for her family. Sometimes for her school. Or her neighborhood. Teenagers want to do that when they make success their goal. But can success ever be a … More Learning from failure
“Di, do you remember the year Dadi passed away?” A text notification suddenly lit up the screen of my otherwise quiet phone. It was my brother with that one question he wanted to ask. I was on my way to work that morning. Sitting in a cab and watching people rush to their destinations, this … More And then life takes over
As that small car started to go up in the air, I could feel my thirteen year old heart beating in my mouth. Closing my eyes was as scary as letting them stay open. The giant rotating wheel was now rotating on its axle and then each car attached to the wheel was rotating on … More Would you get on that ride?
Hey! How are you? What’s up? How is it going? Hi there! How are you doing? Every time I got into an Uber, the cabby would ask me that question. Pleasantries like they say. I would smile, share that I am visiting from India and that it was my first time in Minneapolis. They would … More How are you?