Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
At a pre-Diwali party held recently, we had mirth upto our eyeballs and then some. And while it does no good to harp on the difficult year everyone's been through; the enjoyment for me is enhanced because everyone I see on a daily basis is healthy and largely happy. A bunch of us started playing... Continue Reading →
I come from proper Bengali stock. I have very Bengali parents. All through my childhood things that Bengalis placed a premium on were laid out as a way of life. Touching feet, calling people as aunts and uncles (without the benefit of any actual relation existing), eating specific types of food, dressing in a particular... Continue Reading →
My native language is Bangla. Am not entirely proficient in it. I can speak it but the "purists" can usually gauge that I'm not one of them. Apparently it reeks of being an "outsider" aka from outside the hallowed boundaries of West Bengal. I can manage to read and write it but it'd be better... Continue Reading →
TO has an accent. We're not sure which country it belongs to. It's a relic mishmash of whatever animated programs he's grown up watching. He, however, doesn't know Hindi; a language he loves listening to songs in. His pronunciations are decidedly foreign and poor dear Alexa often has problems deciphering what he wants. The new... Continue Reading →
Four years ago I wrote this blog post and I'm still laughing about it. Sometimes all the way to the loo because when Red ends up being funny inadvertently, it's bad for my bladder. One of the biggest yarns ever spun in my home is about Red getting a 92 in Hindi many moons ago.... Continue Reading →
I've written earlier about the advent of Alexa in our lives. Red was in the market for good quality speakers and was considering buying Sonos and then suddenly got his head turned by the cute lil dot that now talks to us in a STRONG American accent and frequently gets our song choices wrong because... Continue Reading →
I constantly swing back and forth from amusement to annoyance when helping my son with his homework. Especially his language homework. My own language "skills" are middling to not-bad-at-all and my pronunciation of words (especially the word pronunciation) is usually correct. Of course Red did tell me that I'd been pronouncing 'Audi' and 'apropos' wrong... Continue Reading →
A chance encounter with an 80's movie gets me laughing and nostalgic and being thoroughly entertained.
My son can be a lazy lump. Anything that requires more effort than he's prepared to put in; gets shoved under the rug (literally and figuratively) and often outsourced to us. He's starting to make some strides in reading now and today's homework has words that distinguish the gender between people viz mother-father, brother-sister et... Continue Reading →
It's been a long time since I've done a book review. Better late than never, especially for a book like Ghachar Ghochar. A friend and fellow reading afficiando who also wears other interesting hats was cleaning house and put up a give-away of her beloved books. Red lucked upon this particular one and the result... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 