Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
My aunt died recently. She was actually my husband's aunt but the distinction wasn't ever really a thing. In Urdu, Aapa means elder sister and that's how I heard her referred to by many of people around her. My husband's family speaks Telugu and typically she would have been referred to as Peddamma (elder mother/aunt)... Continue Reading →
The offspring has a new love- IPL. He doesn't really get the mechanics of cricket barring people throwing a ball and someone trying to hit it or get out trying. Those are my genes at play so he can't be held responsible. With IPL, the format is perfect for his attention span and it's livelier,... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 