Musings of a Writer - Goes Where Her Thoughts Take Her
Tales about my father who is the biggest inspiration in my life. His principles and ideas guide me to this day to live my life. I’m proud to be Appa’s daughter.
Appa was one of the most judgemental passengers I have ever met. No matter who was driving, Appa would spare no words or gestures to point out every deficiency in the driver. Whether it was …
I am inwardly laughing here… the beginning of this tale is similar to the one I wrote about Appa and his art of diplomacy – there wasn’t any diplomacy to write about! Well, you’re just …
This story should actually end before it even begins. If I had to describe Appa’s diplomatic side, I would have to end this tale by saying that he didn’t have one. But humour me. And …
Life is not always fun and easygoing. At each turning point at life, we all encounter roadblocks, stop signs, situations where nothing seems right and no option seems viable. Very soon, helplessness sets in and …
I grew up in the 80s, that period between the slow 70s and the booming 90s when the world was near perfect. Technology was unheard of, everything was done by hand and took a lot …
Growing up, I always adored and looked up to my father. He was my role model and a symbol of perfection. He was also a superhuman in my eyes, someone who was invincible and who …
A lot of things have changed in the years since Appa passed away. This house that he lived in for nearly a decade before he moved on from this world has turned on its head …
If you were still alive Appa, you would have been 80 years old tomorrow. Tomorrow also marks the tenth anniversary of working where I do. And when two special dates like that coincide, I can’t …
I adored my father. Unfortunately, it was to his discredit that for a long time, I was the only one among the five of us who did. It’s not a fact that surprises me though. …
