Choices are bad. Choices drive you crazy. Choices give you anxiety. Big anxiety. It’s choices that have been troubling us over the past few months. This coming academic session the children will step into their first Board-exam year. They had to make subject choices and helping them make that decision drove us all to distraction. …
The beginning of a year has always filled me with new vigour. It seems magical somehow, full of possibilities. Each year I print out planners, set blogging goals and health goals. I make resolutions, some of which I even manage to stick to. This year, however, has been different. Because I’ve done nothing! Nothing at …
Some six or seven years ago, on a crisp December morning I stood before the tiny temple I have at home, my hands folded in prayer. This small dialogue with God is my daily post-bath ritual. I put all my anxieties on hold for the space of a minute or two and recite a small …
I must begin with a warning: This one is going to be a completely all-about-me post. The thing is I am writing about twenty years ago, a time when my current twin muses weren’t even a thought. In fact, they were in full danger of not happening at all. Twenty years ago was so long …
We sit together, bent over their books. The twins and I. ‘I hate it’, says N, throwing down her pen. She knows I dislike the work ‘hate’ and so she says it again, ‘I hate this teacher and I hate this subject.’ For once, I refuse to rise to the bait deciding instead, that we …
After much deliberation, I decided to read Anxious People. It had been on my TBR for the longest time but I kept putting it off because I couldn’t bear to be disappointed. There has been so much hype about Backman, and more specifically, about the book that I was almost afraid to pick it up.
