Reblogged: The Hanging

Four years ago I had blogged about this on another blogging platform. Facebook reminds me of many things, usually trivial and mainly goody-goody but this blog post reminded me of something that usually doesn't go down well in my home- the concept of capital punishment. My husband is pro-life to the core and I am pro-choice.…

How To Talk So Kids Will Listen

This is going into the category of a bloglet viz it'll be brief. There's a book my husband bought me once the brat started pre-primary...it's called How To Talk So Kids Will Listen And Listen So Kids Will Talk. Since the book did not mention anything about how to talk so husbands will listen and stop leaving…

What I Learnt From My Kid’s School

Courtesy Facebook's memories I get to know about how and what I was thinking not only on a time a specific time in the past but also how I was feeling. And when I wrote this post I was a bit more of an anxious mother, fretting about my kid's school, academic "career" as it were…

36

Ask a woman if she's easier in her mind about being 36 years old versus being 36 in the waist and you can bet you'll be on the receiving end of the MOST disdainful look which roughly translates to, " Yeah right! AS IF! What kind of question is that anyhow? How DUH ARE you?!"…

A Tryst With Disenchantment

I have never had as much exposure to any other language as I have with English. Whether it be the Indian variety or the Queen's. There are words which help capture your moods, your thoughts, the intangibles, the indecipherable and what not! English also lets you coin new terms and that particular term is called…

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…

Reblogged: Like A Phoenix

A lot of blogs turn out to be a plunge into some deep chasm of thought. It's not. I suddenly get a notion in my head. It often cries for a platform. Some days I can give it one and other days it's shunted onto my list of things-to-do-but-not-now-maybe-later. After a long time I napped…