Gummy Flashback

8 years ago, someone stepped on the stage for the 1st time. They wore a gummy bear costume for the 1st time too, along with shoes that had laces....something that sadly hasn't been mastered till date. They had whiskers painted on their tiny, chubby, kissable face and didn't complain a bit for the long wait … Continue reading Gummy Flashback

Reflections On Ambient Sounds

One lingering memory of Durga pujas at Barasat are the acoustic version of retro Hindi songs of Salil Choudhury playing in the neighborhood somewhere. Right from Yeh Kya Hua to O Sajna, Barkha Bahaar Aayi...they play them all. And it sounds just wonderful. Seeped in whispers of the years that've passed while trying to make … Continue reading Reflections On Ambient Sounds

Reblogged:Playing With The Hand You’re Dealt…

Isn't that what it all boils down to in life? It isn't always celebrating the things that go well or in accordance with our plans or even making our peace with the things that don't. It's finally just existing with what IS. Sometimes we are able to do it gracefully and other times it takes a … Continue reading Reblogged:Playing With The Hand You’re Dealt…

The Mumbling Husband

Originally published in- http://fortunatecave.livejournal.com/110328.html Red mumbles. And quite likely, I'm going deaf in one ear. This is how it happened:  I was saying something about Mumaith Khan  Red said something I heard as thus- She looks like Cromwell. Me: Cromwell? Oliver Cromwell? Eeks!! Red: Cromwell?!! I said kaamwaali!! *walks away shaking his head at me … Continue reading The Mumbling Husband

A Letter To My Sleeping Son

The following content has been rated GG (goody-goody and slightly gagworthy). Spoiler alert- expect mother love and nothing else. Dear Monkeyboy, Ever since I saw that little button nose in the sonogram I knew you'd be the cutest person in the whole world. And while you weren't the chubbiest kid ever born, the pearly luster … Continue reading A Letter To My Sleeping Son