Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I have words buzzing around in my head most of the times. Some times they come out as blogs and at other times they come out as stories. They're all stories at the end of the day. Here's one written primarily as a short story. Cheers THE SUMMER OF BROKEN GLASS- A VERY SHORT STORY... Continue Reading →
People tend to see shapes in the clouds, some even see things with their eyes closed but I think TO kind of took the cake today. After he got home from school today and was having his snack, he suddenly said 'Mustache'. For a second I thought he meant I needed to schedule an appointment... Continue Reading →
I crashed by myself last night...was listening to music, sorting out playlists...everything you need head space for and which can't always be done effectively with someone staring at you with googly eyes and asking, "what are you doing?" for the millionth time. I avoided weird bedtime conversations but couldn't avoid them during the next morning... Continue Reading →
For anyone who's wondering about the sudden jumps in the numbers on the blog posts, let's just put it down to outright artist license and move onto the good stuff. Here's another post which brought a smile to my face because life has interesting ways of teaching us lessons.. Vengeance is mine, and I will... Continue Reading →
Another one that caught my eye from the days of yore... Right from the time my son was born, I was struck by how delicate he was. I knew babies are vulnerable and helpless but this one seemed to embody those qualities and more. He was a thin baby, weighing just on this side of... Continue Reading →
Red doesn't value my opinion in many things. Par for course since he's a husband. But my choice in music (Hindi, loud and boisterous to some throat warbling that I'm ok to listen to), movies and books is where his skepticism is the highest. I can honestly say he reads stuff that's lightyears away from... Continue Reading →
My kid thinks I'm blind AND dumb. If he didn't, why on earth would he cut off a clump of hair that he couldn't untangle instead of bringing it to his mother who's so damn handy with a comb and also when we have a detangler spray handy as well? My face is going to... Continue Reading →
So TO is a cricket buff. Am not. He has good hand-eye co-ordination. I don't. He's more like Red in this regard. Thank goodness. This was our talk today- Me: " Kane Williamson...ummm hmmm...hello there!". TO: "He's OLD Ayu!". Me: " He's waaay younger than me baby!" TO: YOU. ARE. OLD. AYU" After that bit... Continue Reading →
This post is more than 13 years old and when I was apparently going through an e.e.cummings phase: the last 2 days have been quite a lot of fun. reason? took my parents shopping. it went something like this- Me-ma why are you eyeing that suit ka kapda? you want it? Ma-na re. expensive and... Continue Reading →
In order to write I need to read. Sometimes reading what's passed through my head ages ago isn't just hugely entertaining but quite enlightening. This one wasn't enlightening in any way; caused major eye-rolls because things with Red are still status quo in some aspects of our lives. Here goes: Red likes me to tell... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 