It was always my dream to have a small library at home. With all the travelling we had to do, being married to a software engineer, there was never a place we would stay at for more than a couple of years. With my husband’s numerous “on-site” projects which took
Twenty years… Seems like a long time, doesn’t it? Yeah, that’s how long we have been married and yet it feels like… (no, I won’t say yesterday) …probably our 6th or 7th anniversary. But you know what? We could have gotten away with that thought if not for our
There is something about fitting in, that no matter what our age is, we all want to belong to a certain tribe. That sense of belonging-ness gives us a sort of comfort and therefore early on, we unassumingly start falling into the stereotypical slots that the society has created. We
Well, this is the first time I am writing a gratitude list. August took me on a roller-coaster ride; lots of reasons to be grateful for and some very challenging instances that eventually made me stronger; but in all, it was a very important month that saw soaring highs and
This year I quit my job as a teacher… It was a wonderful place of work, more than work I would say it was a second home for me, for the past nine years. I had met some extraordinary people, incredibly bright students and made some amazing friends. And over
Today, I got a call from one of my old college friends. Her son had finished his schooling and they were looking at college applications and entrance exam scores for the past one month. They had finally zeroed-in on one particular college that was out of state and last week
#WriteTribe #writingWednesdays “Blogger Overwhelm”- Now this aptly describes my current state. Yeah, overwhelmed I am and to the extent that I want to switch off from social media for now; I was never a consistent blogger but it never affected me as I was busy with my full-time job and
At an age when we mostly worry about our parent’s physical health and well-being, we might be overlooking the crucial emotional health aspect… I got a call from my dad today, and after the usual pleasantries he started recounting his joyous time in the terrace garden that he had started
Growing up as an Army kid, is an experience in itself. You experience so many things from culture to food, unity in diversity and an air of being different from the rest, referred as ‘civilians’. Oh…those were the days. I am pretty sure no one other than a fauji kid
No one, can honestly say that every single one of our parenting days were amazing, beautiful and just perfect; that you felt at the top of your game, always. I mean ALWAYS. No. I bet not. That’s just how it is. There are no such parenting stories. It’s a myth…it’s
