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 …
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The Freudian Slip-per
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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 …
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Front Row Seats
He walked into the theatre with the air of someone who had just bagged a treasure, a very expensive treasure. She walked demurely by his side. They settled into the front row. Romeo and Juliet …
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Three Years of mykidneybeans!
On my third year anniversary, I find myself in another country. Neither my birth nor my adopted one. I am in beautiful, culture-rich, amazing Russia. I don’t intend to turn my third anniversary post into …
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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 …
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The First Step of My Writing Journey
I am launching a new category today on my blog – Life Happens In this section, I hope to bring to you stories from my day-to-day life that are sometimes funny, sometimes sad and sometimes …
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The Kitty Party
Barkha glanced around, exasperated. How had she managed to gather such an eclectic bunch of friends over the years? She didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry! There was Yashi, looking all glamorous and …
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100 posts crossed on mykidneybeans!
While Bhoomija turned a corner and found herself, mykidneybeans also turned a tiny corner and reached a small but significant milestone of hundred posts. It has taken nearly three years and several phases of life …
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The Day I Took Appa for a Drive
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 …
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Appa and Expressions of Love
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 …
