The brat is keeping us massively entertained with the things he's been learning in school. And while he no longer has the problem with his hearing that he did before, he is still prone to quite a bit of distractibility. That coupled with things that are repeated while he is in a group, like the school assembly,... Continue Reading →
The Sporadic Cook Cooks. Finally
I have a cook who comes in 6 days a week. We aren't rich or anything but this is how things kind of work out in India. Lots of easily available people for the cooking and cleaning. Frees you up to have a career, just waste your time watching the t.v, do something constructive...anything! But... Continue Reading →
The Life Of An Urban Housewife
Get up and beat the alarm...not to death but beat it to the finish. Stumble over toys and everything that should not be scattered on the floor. Brush while still a zombie. Use the loo and think Oh God...another day. Struggle into swimsuit and go for a dip. Get into pool and properly wake up. Thank... Continue Reading →
Reflections On A Sunday Night
I love Hyderabad. It's the only place I've wanted to and been able to, put down roots. I thought I might have wanted to live in a few other places over the years, but this is the place where my wandering finally stopped. Been here over 10 years now and this place is home although... Continue Reading →
Reblogged
sticky fingers and unstuck head http://bouncyrambler.blogspot.com/2008/04/sticky-fingers-and-unstuck-head.html
Vacation Diaries- Day 1
We've set off on what promises to be an annual vacation of sorts. We're in Goa with a whole bunch of other people who also are in Goa doing the same thing we are-lazing in a resort which caters to their kids' ideas of fun viz the beach and the pool and also to their... Continue Reading →
The Apartment Turns A Year Old
We will be completing a year in the new place or in the "new house" as MLM still calls it. He's very clear it isn't 'home' but the new house but I know it's become home for us all. I took the longest to settle in of the three of us. Red and the brat... Continue Reading →
Hilarity At Home- Lost In Translation
Author's Note: This is an exclusive post for the people who understand Hindi. For the rest, it falls flat. My husband's native tongue isn't Hindi. Neither is mine but having lived amongst Hindi-speaking people all my life, I can speak it without my native tongue's influence intruding. But living in India one cannot but be bombarded... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 