Precious words.

A word, a smile, an advice, a gesture, a person, or a moment can be life-changing. I walked into an elementary school for orientation for mentoring on a weekday evening in 1996. The principal, Ms. D greeted me with a radiant smile. It started from her tummy, gathered momentum in her heart, and through herContinue reading “Precious words.”

A lovely memory!

I just realized that my last post was published on February the 10th! I have been having a great time in India with my nonagenarian mum and younger sisters since the beginning of this year. At first, I tried to post somewhat regularly. Then gave up as it meant spending precious time away from myContinue reading “A lovely memory!”

A morning of innocence and assurances! 

“Innocence is always unsuspicious.”Joseph Joubert Many moons ago, Daniel, my eight-year-old son’s best friend had come for a sleepover. The boys and our five-year-old daughter had a blast playing, laughing, and enjoying homemade, Indian food, Daniel’s favorite, for dinner. Then began the “sleepover” part of the evening for the boys and a sleepless night forContinue reading “A morning of innocence and assurances! “

Woes of a Dinosaur

“Technology alone is not enough.” Steve Jobs “As technology moves forward, it leaves some people behind.” Remarked my high-tech-savvy daughter, who makes all our technological devices work like magic! My daughter had suggested an URL to a senior friend, Nancy who wanted to book tickets for a show. Nancy was having a lot of troubleContinue reading “Woes of a Dinosaur”

A colander or a cauldron?

Patient, calm, spiritual fall short to describe this amazing lady. Am I partial? – – Maybe. – – But, this lady, whom I am blessed to call my Aai (my mum) is patience personified. I have always admired my Aai’s infinite patience. Be it a household task, culinary adventure, or creative work like sewing, embroideryContinue reading “A colander or a cauldron?”

A little empathy goes a long way

Once again, I am witnessing the scene. This time in a fancy Italian restaurant. My mouth foaming with uncontrollable frustration, I mumble to my husband, “Oh, how I wish people had at least a grain of empathy.” ————— My mind goes back to my early childhood and an upsetting memory – – Our neighbor’s sonContinue reading “A little empathy goes a long way”

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