Category: Life Happens
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Oranges and Lemons, Sold for a Penny
There are times in life when even those closest to you, who you feel you know more than even yourself can shock you with a revelation. Although the subject revolved around the most simple subject of fruits, my friend of over a decade managed to sufficiently shock me. In turn,…
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Creating a Spectacle
While I wrote last week about my slipper-y experience at the eye doctors’ and the lab, this week the amusement begins where the eye check-up ended, and quite literally I almost landed up creating a spectacle. Of myself. Almost. It’s been a couple (or so) years since I set foot…
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The Freudian Slip-per
For the past nine years since I had a major life-altering surgery (aka kidney transplant), I have been visiting India every six months for routine check-ups and consultation to assure myself and my family that all is well. This new routine has been a boon in disguise in many ways,…
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A Woman’s Strength
One of my friends had a really harrowing experience, or rather her husband did. He almost collapsed after lunch in a restaurant and had to be rushed to the hospital in an ambulance which some good Samaritans immediately called for because he was unaccompanied at the time. At the hospital, a…
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Little Ones, Big Tales
One fine evening in December 1999, two families met for a cup of coffee, some rava idli and kesari. Mission: Boy meets Girl. Boy liked girl and vice versa, enough to consider a life time with each other. Just why and how, only the Almighty can explain that “tada” moment…
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I Washed Your Bum!
During my childhood and early teens, my grandmother had established a ritual of sorts when it came to her new sarees. She wouldn’t wear anything new unless I wore it first. Her apparel of choice was the traditional nine-yard saree that did not involve wearing any inner skirt, like the…
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The Man with the Smile
It’s the year 2009. I ease my car into the parking lot outside work slowly, a hundred thoughts already running through my head — things to take care of, mentally preparing to start another working day and such other things. A man in a blue T-Shirt approaches my car, a big grin…
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The Storm behind the Calm
A friend narrated this tale to me a few years back and it has stuck with me since. Let’s call her Priya. This true narrative is about an unforgettable person who has become unforgettable to me in spite of not once having met her. One of Priya’s friends (let’s call…
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Deconstructing Happiness
Somewhere in March the world celebrated the International Day of Happiness. All day that day and since, at the back of my mind, a debate has been raging on. What exactly is happiness? What makes me happy? What makes others I know happy? All resources I read said, “Do what…
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In-Dependence
While we Indians celebrate Independence Day, a spirited discussion began between like-minded writers like myself which was triggered by a question posed by one among us – what does Independence mean to you? Answers began to pour in, it is after all one of those questions where neither anyone is…
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Twenty Five Minutes
I have been driving now since the last ten years. But I can safely say I take no pleasure in it. My only intention to learn to drive was to get from point A to point B. My complete lack of sense of direction, coupled with a fear of getting…
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An Ode to Parents
Two words uttered by a barely ten-year old in the park today made me realise just how tough parenting is in today’s day and age. And how much spunk it takes. And how much is out of a parent’s hands when it comes to instilling the right values in your…