Lately no book has been able to hold my attention after a few pages. When I sit to read I'm reminded of the hundred other unfinished tasks that tear me away from the book in hand. Instead, I resort to magazines and anthologies which are less-demanding of my attention and time. I also listen to … Continue reading Julie and Julia
Medha is elated to possess her own library card. It is in her name and helps her access books and the children's-room computers. We are yet to see what those computers hold but I'm told they have educational games and other knowledge-enhancing programs for kids. I think she'll love it; she has already sort of … Continue reading Power to Read
(Continued from part 1) My Visa interview that lasted less than 10 minutes took forever to happen. The guards at the gate did not permit my phone or my handbag, so I carried in a few dollars, a stack of documents and Medha as I entered the premises of the US Consulate. As time dragged … Continue reading Mexico (part 2)
I looked through the window of my hotel room down at the tall steel-piling border; it traversed up and down the hill, separating me from everything familiar. I felt smaller and heavier as a sinking feeling swept over me: I was alone with my baby in a country where I didn’t belong and knew only … Continue reading Mexico (part 1)
Here's something I try to remind myself often, not just before a trip, even as I live my everyday life - "Any trip can be fraught with disappointment: Expectations are always high and anything can go wrong. Here are a few suggestions for both the first-time and inveterate travelers: More important than packing a bag … Continue reading Explore. Dream. Discover
Gone are the days when holiday nights meant a moonlit walk down the University Boulevard or dinner at a chic Italian restaurant. Our family is in deep slumber even before it is 10 in the night. Now you might think I'm complaining but, really, I'm not. They are replaced with something even better, cheaper and … Continue reading A family afFARE.
The little girls Prabhgun and Hargun prostrated themselves in front of the Guru Granth Sahib(holy book of Sikhs); Following in the footsteps of her new friends was little Medha. With a piece of cloth covering her head like the rest of us at the Gurudwar, she joined the girls in singing their hymns. Our friends … Continue reading Keerthan Ceremony
I don't think of you often, Only when I have 2 piles of laundry and a sinkful of dishes to wash. And when my war-zone-like home needs deep cleansing. Oh, I think of you when I have to cook food just to watch it tossed to the floor by a toddler who always has something … Continue reading Greetings!
Her new blue swim-suit lay crumpled, unused on the shelf for a long time. Medha donned it the first thing in the morning, excited about our trip to the Breaker's Water Park. She was all set to go "chwimming"!( swimming, if it didn't strike you) As soon as she spotted the sparkling waters of the … Continue reading Fun at the Water Park.
I once held him as a baby, pushed him around in his stroller, let him pull my hair with his stubby fingers, sang and danced with him. Now he is all grown, much taller than I am. His voice I used to hear as a child, narrating long tales that made no sense whatsoever, is … Continue reading A star in the making….