Retroblog

7 years ago I published this bit of rant (scroll down) on Facebook notes. I was more than halfway into my first year as a mother and the mini muffin was an adorable individual who was just getting into his groove as a tiny human hurricane. The text is all in caps to express my... Continue Reading →

Of Deaf Leopards&Animal Scat

I'd overslept this morning and headed out to the gym midday, MLM in tow. Boy! That should have tipped me off exactly what would ensue while driving those measly 4 kms. But by all means, let me wax on and wax off Daniel-San! Sorry, couldn't help the last bit. Watched the original movie after ages and... Continue Reading →

The Non-Pathological Word Salad

Psych 101 introduced me to the notion of a word salad and initially I found it quite an interesting concept while it was still a theory in my books. Then over time I actually witnessed, heard rather, quite a few word salads while I was interning in various places; attempting to become a psychologist. And now,... Continue Reading →

Guilt-Free Goa

We have our own version of Vegas in India...G-O-A...what happens in Goa stays in Goa and Goa seems to be built for everything you'd do while you're away from home, boundaries, restrictions and the humdrum of the everyday. How else can one explain the most prim and proper of "aunties" who is carrying enough weight... Continue Reading →

The Malady of Summer Holidays

I've noticed that there's a strange and inexplicable condition that happens to kids, especially mine over the summer holidays. They become deaf, louder, motor movements mimic being like marionettes with their strings cut or like mini Boomerang videos. Polar opposites but somehow they seem to be able to switch between them effortlessly enough. The specific... Continue Reading →

Meanie Mommy recommends pretending to be seriously and totally grossed out when your offspring threatens to pour slime on your ankles and legs.  The child will pour and rub like a zealous slime-pourer and rubber and you will get a lovely little massage from those soft little hands. Accompanied by wicked cackles from a munchkin... Continue Reading →

The Day Of Lurve

I didn't know about Valentine's Day till I was in elementary school in the US. It didn't mean much once I came back to India. Well it still doesn't mean much because I've only celebrated it about a handful times in my adult life. The husband isn't the roses (red or otherwise)and candy kinda guy.... Continue Reading →

Many kids sleep clutching a teddy bear, plush toys and even a blankie. Mine sleeps with dinosaur figurines under his pillow and a wooden alligator/croc in his arms. God I love that kid when he's sleeping! That's how we roll!

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