Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
This year too, seems to have flown by. We've had all sorts of experiences by turn- happy, sad, meh and pretty much all the emojis have had a chance to be centerstage...even the poopy one. And oh the realizations! I can honestly say it's been chockfull of everything and then some. We've grown a bit... Continue Reading →
The New York Times book critic said this about the life of author Jean Rhys (of Wide Sargasso Sea fame)- She was like a shore hit regularly by hurricanes...
I woke up earlier than expected today because somehow my daily wake-up alarm got set for Sunday as well...oh well, no matter. I did my Wordle (I lost). I pottered around the house (needs dusting). I brushed my teeth (need to order more toothpaste). I then made my way to the kitchen after collecting the... Continue Reading →
My kid's teenage years are kicking my heiney!* I was smarter as a teen than I am as a middle-aged mother of one. Primarily because I kept the eye rolling to a minimum and the simian grunts to a fairly non-existent level. I had to since my mother was handy with her spatulas and my... Continue Reading →
Last night I'd asked TO to do one of his usual chores and he did; while holding firmly onto the tv remote. And I, being a person to *never* let a snarky quip pass me by, told him that once he grew up and if he had kids, would have to eventually put the remote... Continue Reading →
the moment an adult goes to the loo, a child will need them for something. That something will be critical to the child for sure but not register at all on the adult scale for important things. My niece is spending a few hours with me and after Hangmaning, drawing and doing all the things... Continue Reading →
The word solitude often conjures up images and notions of being lonely and morose but that's far from the truth. The word is derived from the Latin word 'solus' meaning alone but as many of us have discovered, alone does not necessarily equal being lonely. Our lives, even the ones orchestrated and managed by us,... Continue Reading →
Discovering Nagaland amidst the greenery, hills, valleys and people.
Am not the nicest mother- it has to be said. More like the willling bad-cop who thinks that telling it like it is never hurt anyone. I wonder where I get it from (looks askance at my parents' room) but it is what is is. My parents continue to be the extremely loving and demonstrative... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 