Meeting My Adopted Son


Musings, Relationships

The entrance to the St. Joseph’s college auditorium in Bangalore’s upscale Shantinagar was packed with vehicles. I had parked my car further down the road and I just waded in through the throng of visitors. Friendly volunteers guided me to the auditorium in front of which chair were set up. Kids were milling around. Adults […]

May 27, 2018

When Grief Casts A Soft Glow


Musings, Relationships

May 9th marked six months without my darling Pluto. Six months of grief. Six months of missing something that I didn’t know I would miss like this. Six months of a loss that never would pass away, but which wise people tell, and which I know from experience only subsides into a dull fist of […]

May 15, 2018

Ten Years Ago


Reflections on 2017

I don’t really keep a journal. This blog is all I have. So, when this prompt came up, I didn’t know what to do because I keep giving my memories away to those who are ready to receive them. What can I remember of 10 years ago? I turned to Gmail. And slowly, the mails […]

December 14, 2017

Reflection


Reflections on 2017

Chettinad in April was a hot cauldron. The crumbling mansions here belonged to another era. Time had warped a slow dance through this village. As I stepped out of the heritage bungalow of Chettinad Mansion, the air suffocated me immediately with the heat. It was not yet noon. I wilted, but I walked on. I […]

December 12, 2017

My Favorite Photo Of 2017


Reflections on 2017

When this prompt came up on my feed, I smiled. A wave of warm memories floated in. The adan calls for prayer. The fragrance of attar. And, the whiff of friendship. It had been more than three years since I met Dave and Karen and Birdy all at the same time. The last time we […]

December 7, 2017

The Best Day Of 2017


Reflections on 2017

This was easy. There are all kinds of families, as Tolstoy once wrote, and I have paraphrased him horribly. My family is one of a kind too. My family is one that doesn’t go out too much together. We don’t really travel together much. We are not even the sort who frequent restaurants together all […]

December 3, 2017

Nostalgia, my Father


Everyday

I read the wonderful Bangalore Blue last month by Steven Carvalho. I was so delighted by the nostalgia it evoked that I have been recommending this to anyone I know who loves Bangalore. First, it was my sister. And then, I gave it to my Dad. My father doesn’t read anything apart from a newspaper. […]

August 20, 2017