The life of my childhood (I am referring to the India of 1970s/80s) was very simple and very fulfilling. If I think back, I find so many memories of how a middle-class family stayed happy …
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Little Things That Brought Big Happiness
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Straight From My Art – Workshop 19 – Diwali Mandala
Around first week November, I shared this pin with my fellow family artists to celebrate Diwali which was on 12th November last year. I loved how the artwork combined a Diwali lamp and a circular …
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Straight From My Art – Workshop 18 – The Goddess Durga
Slightly embarrassed with the timing of this post, but choosing to celebrate the art rather than dwell on how long it took me to finish this (not because it was complicated, but because I let …
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Covimusings – Four Years Later
When I looked at the date today, it struck me that it was four years almost to the exact week when the country I live in went into lockdown, along with many other countries in …
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Celebrating Donors – Gayatri’s Journey to Recovery
On New Year’s Eve last year I wrote about how life came full circle for me and I experienced the privilege of taking care of a kidney donor, my sister-in-law Gayatri. It has been nearly …
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On Appa’s Principles of Money Management
When Amma developed arthritis, and had to go on an annual basis for treatment to an Ayurvedic hospital in South India, it fell to me to help my Appa with the household chores. I was …
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When Amma Made Aavakkai Ooruga
There are so many precious memories that form part of our childhood. Memories of familiar sights, sounds, smells, people. They travel with us for life, and many a times, something happens in the present that …
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Summer, Salt and Leaps of Faith
Growing up in Bombay in the ‘80s was a unique and special experience. Living in a bustling, cosmopolitan city which was fast becoming a melting pot of cultures through people that converged from all parts …
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Before There Were Hacks, There Was Jugaad!
Long before social networking arrived on the scene, long before videos were made of what to do with plastic bottles or straws or paper clips or old tyres, long before the word “hack” was coined …
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Bai The Way
1970s – A bustling Mumbai with immigrants pouring in from all states, eager to make a living, maybe more. Dreams, hopes, ambitions soar high. While husbands busy themselves with work and prospective business opportunities, wives …