Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Kondapochamma Sagar Reservoir! Read about the place here. Ever since the papers published news of a newly inaugurated reservoir in the outskirts of the city, hordes of Hyderabadis have been heading out with with that target in mind- Kondapochamma Sagar or bust! The roads were a veritable showroom of SUVs and MUVs all the way... Continue Reading →
This week signals one month since TO's school started again...online albeit. And it's been oh so interesting. I feel for the teachers, I really do. While the children have my sympathies since this is hardly the most optimum way of doing things, the teachers have to manage home and hearth plus keep an eye on... Continue Reading →
When two people set off a chain reaction that still has them smiling, facepalming and being gobsmacked with unfailing regularity...
I have a couple of pet peeves that I have carefully nurtured over the years; hence the word pet. Here they are in no particular order: Wet towels- thanks to Red and TO for making this a near constant in the household. Anyone touching my bed will think a chronic bedwetter lives here. Over time... Continue Reading →
While TO waits for the laptop to power up, his class links to get posted and before he graces his teachers and classmates with his beatific countenance, he does this:
Snippets from a conversation with TO a few minutes ago:" Why should there be spit in your eyes? If eyes were meant to have spit, they'd be by the side of your mouth and not further up your face!"
I know the references to Corona-impacted travel have been overdone, but with no clarity in sight about future travels, modes of recreation etc people are harking back to the good old days. Sadly for some of us they were just a few months ago. Check out my posts on my last trip here and here.... Continue Reading →
Any mother will tell you that manipulation is a bedrock of parenting. Sometimes we manipulate the little rugrats and quite a few times they manipulate us successfully and store that away for future reference of what works on the life-givers. This is what works with T.O quite well: If I need him to do something... Continue Reading →
I've always liked art but am not a connoisseur or someone who can talk about the depth in a painting, the feeling or half the things those cravat-wearing types do, standing around in an art gallery. I just know if something appeals to it. Sometimes it does piecemeal, and other times holistically but I know... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 