Life Stories is where the ordinary things sit before they become stories. A sentence overheard, a room remembered, a small irritation, a moment that looked harmless at first and then refused to leave. These pieces are about everyday life, memory, family, work, identity, and the strange ways we become ourselves while doing everything else.
My Dhobi (Ironman! Well, blame it on the Avengers movie I saw this weekend. Dhobi is the guy who irons clothes) was a young guy in his twenties. Since he is from Bihar, he went home right after Diwali and his father has been working in his place ever since. Now there is one thing […]
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If there is one thing that I do not understand about certain people, it is their inability to let go of things. It is so taxing to carry the burden of an unwanted thought or incident forever. Accumulating such incidents regularly does us no good really. Think of the baggage you carry and bring to
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Today, I talked to a lady who sounded quite intimidating on the phone. I have met her earlier twice and know that her manner of speech is not pleasant. It may even be considered rude. Having met her in amiable circumstances, I know that there was no intended rudeness. That is just her manner of
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Last morning I asked my daughter what she wanted for breakfast and gave her two options. Eggs or porridge. Now she knows what egg is, has been having it since she was little. Porridge, not so often. Even when she has it, we called it daliya, the hindi name. She immediately said porridge. I smiled
Breakfast and New Year :) Read More »
A friend-colleague (you know the nice co workers who stay in touch even when they dont work closely with you any more and who ask about you and your personal life) got married recently. It was his second one. I know of at least two other people who are have been married twice. Why am
So it has been ages since I wrote. December end is generally slow work wise and there has been a rush to get things done. This checking off items from my to do list does feel great! The kiddo and hubby have both been battling cold, cough and throat irritations for a while now. Those
Kiddo, Shopping and some Girl Talk! Read More »
Between a fiesty two year old, a full time job and playing housemaid, I have little time left for blogging these days. I thought I was doing pretty well on my resolve to post daily until the travel and domestic (mini!) crisis hit! But this post is not about a rant… I am thankful that
Hi ppl, today is Tikka as we panjabis call it… or bhaidooj for north indians and bhau beej for those on the western side. Whatever you call it, the essence of the festival is the same. The sister puts a tilak of red vermillion on her brother’s forehead and wishes for his long life. Ever
Wishing you a very happy Diwali… may the festival of lights fill light in your lives and happiness in your hearts!
I would like to remain unaffected… really, I would. But I can’t. Kudos to the Indian newscasters of today! They present the stories in such a manner that I can’t just stay unaffected. Try as I might. I wish I could take the news as just news and not feel the emotions that melancholy stories
