Life with a child is an everlasting gobstopper. Gobstopper is a kind of lolly pop consisting of many layers . A different flavor hits you with every layer. And the gobstoppers last a long while compared to the average lolly pop. That’s why they are called everlasting Gobstoppers ! That’s how life is with a … Continue reading An Everlasting Gobstopper
This unexpected move to Kolkata, has brought many good tidings my way. So, while yes I had to quit my job after 10 years of working, I am thankful for this break. Since I am at home, I am able to spend a lot of my time with my son and June. The best is … Continue reading The Unknown Tangent!!
Do you think of me ?As often as I think of you ?Do you even think of me ?I know its been many years . Enough to erase any memories you may have had of me .But I still can't help but wonder ...If you remember me . And if you do ,what is it … Continue reading Do you remember me?Do you?
So we have just moved from Delhi to Kolkata. You know, personally I like to keep moving around. I like to explore new cities, new cultures, meeting new people and the like.And I have learnt that every time one moves, you leave behind some bits of yourself and carry some bits from the place you … Continue reading Goodbye Gray
My 3 year old loves books . Obviously he is too young to read on his own , but loves being read to . I have been reading to him since the time he was an infant . In fact , the first book that I read out to him was “A Suitable Boy” by … Continue reading The Joys of Reading & Being Read to
Motherhood is exhausting . Most days I feel that I am working in double shifts .One that runs from 8.30 AM to 5:30 PM and another that runs 24 hrs . I know this is such a clichéd topic . Lots has been written on this but I still want to write some more . … Continue reading Trial by fire of a Working Mother
Winters have arrived .And so has the season of weddings in Delhi !And I think nobody does weddings better than the Punjabis of Delhi .The Bling ,the Zing & The Swag … . Aah what a heady cocktail . And what are celebrations without one ! Unabashedly tipsy uncles busy with their “CaroBar”, Testosterone fuelled … Continue reading Dilli Meri Jaan….
Yesterday , while we were waiting for our cab to arrive a bickering couple walked past us . I turned to look as the loud voices crossed us .Incidentally they decided to stop right behind us .There was no way I could avoid listening in . Well dressed they looked like an upper middle class … Continue reading Marriage-Knot or noose
Despite the Fact it was my “Go-to-Garment” of choice for all my interviews , Group discussions & other formal events when doing my MBA , the Sari was not my preferred daily wear . My choice then stemmed from a desire to stand out from the sea of Black-grey-white Formal suits . Exclusivity was always … Continue reading “Sari”torial Love- Sari Sagas
That I am a woman . I am conflicted whether I should feel happy about it or sad about it . Incidentally , my growing up years were bereft of such ambiguities regarding my sex . I was completely oblivious to such banalities . Now I realize that was all thanks to my parents who … Continue reading The Silent Battles