I feel the raindrops pitter pattering on my helmet as I negotiate the short distance to my store.
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I unlock the door and enter. I switch on the lights, deposit my bag on the living room sofa, change and get my dinner.
Continue reading “Rediscovering Solitude: A Journey from Independence to Panic and Back Again”Words that hurt: Five things moms of older kids shouldn’t say to moms of younger kids
Let me begin with a cliche – each child, each parent and each parenting journey is unique. No parent truly knows what another one is going through.
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I got a call from my dad yesterday. Then again, today.
That’s unusual.
Not because we don’t talk much but because he isn’t a just-like-that-call person. He’s more of a say-hi-when-mom-has-called kind or ask-for-adhar-card-number-and-say-bye kind.
Continue reading “Mangoes!”Little things matter
Ever since we shifted to this house almost six years ago, the road outside our apartment complex had been in a terrible state.
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