Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Parenting is a delight and a joy depending upon which time of day, which season and generally which parent you catch hold of. On some days the WTF moments are so numerous that you really need to take a step back and say to yourself, "Did I knowingly bring forth that child into this world?"... Continue Reading →
This post was started a while back but not sure why it didn't see the light of day till now. Weeell...that was a rather lame attempt at a pun but it's a bitter fact of life amongst the upwardly mobile in urban India these days. It's no longer a case of 'the hand that rocks... Continue Reading →
As a parent I find myself doing things which have an echo from my childhood. The things my parents did, decisions they took etc. Just over the past few days I've had a few instances come up which have made me hark back to my (extreme) youth, am still youthful by someone's yardstick so I... Continue Reading →
A year back on this day, I was standing in line to board a flight to Dubai. I would then catch another flight to Barcelona and in a day meet my closest pal in the whole world and do whatever the heck we felt like! I wasn't feeling like a child on the first day... Continue Reading →
I can't ever pass an empty hallway without thinking of these 2 things: 1) the two creepy sisters from The Shining and 2) about the telescoping effect it has once the picture comes out.
S.A.D often makes people sad and in that regard the acronym is bang on! But Seasonal Affective Disorder isn't something that Indians worry about much; or at all. We being the land of sunshine, sweat and generally good weather for the most part. But bring a cyclonic front into the mix and you have gloom... Continue Reading →
Enough with the wiping the drool! It's a good look on me and it's staying! I have experience firsthand with only one child and that's not counting the immature people in my life who refuse to grow up. I have one child. ONE. TO. But he might as well be part of a set of... Continue Reading →
When life was all about onesies, pouty lips and chubby cheeks and when Netflix wasn't in its current avatar.
For everything else there *is* Mastercard. Or Visa as the case may be. Let's start with a bit of a context for this statement to make sense to those it hasn't. My father's a career banker. He has hopped all over the country before retirement and taken us with him. And while many don't like... Continue Reading →
I write a LOT about parenting. Usually in states of bewilderment or gripes because while it's a beautiful thing to experience (NOT) it is REPLETE with pitfalls, second-guessing oneself and for me: a usually irresistible urge to flip someone off. What the Bell Curve looks like in my life! I know plenty of people who... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 