Notes from an almost-empty-nester
The minute someone says pick three (or two or four) people who made a difference to your life, my mind goes completely B.L.A.N.K.
Not because no one did, but because too many did.
Continue reading “We are an ensemble production”
The thing with plot twists in real life is that they rarely come in as dramatically as the ones in books and films. They often come as a series of eye-openers, in quiet, unexpected moments. No soundtrack, no drama.
Continue reading “The plot twist that crept up silently”
After years of trying to be Everything, Everywhere, All At Once, I had hoped this would My Year of Rest and Relaxation. With H away at college and N shifting to a local PG to be near hers, I had thought I’d simply Eat, Pray, Love (and read and write) and lead a quiet life. I imagined my days would follow the gentle routine of A Convenience Store Woman.
Continue reading “Chaos, Calm and Everything in Between”
It’s that time of the year – Diwali – the time my conscience stands glaring at me, tapping its feet impatiently. ‘Get going,’ it says, ‘dust, clean, polish, organise.’
Continue reading “Of earthen diyas and Chinese lights”
This is a gratitude post for coffee — yes the beverage. Hot or cold, with milk or without, with cream or chocolate or caramel or nuts, or even with a splash of whiskey or rum — whichever way you like it.
This one’s for the brew.
Continue reading “Thank You, Dear Coffee: From a Loyal Tea Drinker”