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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Three Years of mykidneybeans!
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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 Volcano on the Inside
As we move towards the International Day of Happiness, I want everyone to take a few minutes and spare a thought for victims of abuse worldwide. Here’s to wishing happiness for every one of them …
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Second Love – Part 2
Author’s Note: Catch Part 1 Here Seema had a new spring in her step when she accosted the two little brats to the park the next morning. She was trying her best to ignore the …
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Second Love – Part 1
Seema sat on the park bench watching the little tots playing in the sandbox. Sanjay would have been so thrilled to see them so full of joy and life! She quickly shifted her thoughts to …
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Appa-Isms – One for the Tough Times
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 …
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Appa, Me and One Night at The Hospital
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 …
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Appa’s Not-So-Easy Chair
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 …
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My Kidney Beans turns Two!
Two years ago I found out I liked to string words together and see where they took me. And they took me to wonderful, unexpected places! mykidneybeans was born. A lot of thought went into …
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A Raksha Bandhan to Remember
Lali looked like a little angel. Her mother Roopa had spent a significant amount of time getting her dressed up in a traditional lehanga-odhni. This time of the year everyone wore the lehariya odhni, which was …
