Today is Appa’s 85th birth anniversary. Thirteen years ago, he left us after a valiant battle with cancer. Towards the end of that same year, I began to put my thoughts around this phase of …
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When I Wrote Letters to Appa
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A Year of Firsts
2020 was a year we all spent thinking about the last time we did something that we had taken for granted in our day-to-day lives. When was the last time we travelled? The last time …
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My Worst Enemy
She is a killjoySure to whisper doubts in my earWhen happiness makes an appearance She is a villianWaiting to throw a spanner in the worksWhenever I feel confident and ready for a challenge She is …
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mykidneybeans Turns Five!
The past year has not been kind to any of us. While things are slowly looking up, we’ve been through a lot of grief, defeat, loss and hardships to get there. I often find myself …
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Why Appa Takes Full Credit for my Typing Speed
It was the early 90s. Computers and IT as a career had just begun to make an appearance in the Indian career scene. I was pursuing a degree in Commerce and it seemed to make …
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Blood Diamond
Authors note: Published on World Kidney Day! I was born in 2010. Or you could say I was re-born in 2010. This new lease of life was possible only because of my sister Lakshmi. But …
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The Year that Wasn’t
It’s been a strange year for sure. Nothing to write home about, to put it mildly. I have started a few times since yesterday to attempt to write a blog to commemorate this rite of …
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On International Men’s Day
As the adage goes, behind every successful man is a woman. But the reverse is also absolutely true. In the post COVID era, one of the things that has happened is that the media has …
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CoviMusings – Teacher’s Day
Author’s Note: For the last few months, humanity’s thoughts have always been underscored by the all-pervading presence of the pandemic. This humble author is no different. I have struggled for the last few months to …
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A Father-Son Relationship
I was born in 2003, and even as a young and sprightly thing, I was the son who was the apple of my father’s eye. He would take care of me with so much love and …