Musings of a Writer - Goes Where Her Thoughts Take Her
While Appa was my hero for the most part of my life, Amma was the quiet strength behind him that I came to recognize only later in life. This section is my way of honouring my Amma and recognizing the force of nature she is.
Back in 2000, when I was about to embark into my life as a married woman, I sat both my Amma and Appa down and took down all my favourite recipes that they made. Over …
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 …
“Didi, Amma bahut strong hai! Aap kyon kamzor ho rahe ho? Amma theek hai!” Elder sister, your mother is very strong. Why are you being so weak? Your mother is fine! Amma’s nurse’s repeated refrains …
It’s a long holiday weekend of five days. Me, my husband, our nephew and a good friend have spent the last couple of days on long drives in the day, late nights of song and …
Over the years of my writing journey I have written a lot about my Appa. His life and philosophy are the foundations on which I built my life and the way I choose to live …
Those who know me or have been reading my blog posts about Appa know I place him on a pedestal and credit him for the person I am today. When you have such a larger-than-life …
Like the scrumptious cheese toast I wrote about some time back that still takes me back to a simpler time in life, Sodhi is another preparation that had quite slipped my mind until a few …
This year has been special for all the wrong reasons. The big “C” word looms over us and dictates our life, our movements, what we can and cannot do, who we can and cannot meet. …
My mother is now over eighty years old. And over the years she has changed from a hyper-active, super busy, doesn’t know how to relax person into a calm, cool and collected influence on all …
Among the many activities that vie for one’s attention, the one thing I had promised myself I would do in the week leading up to my marriage was to find a few hours of quality …