Reflections

Our Almost Perfect Family

Our Almost Perfect Family

” I cannot find Jai!” I wailed to my husband. “What kind of a mother am I? I cannot find my own son!” We were standing in front of a wall of student artwork at Stenwood Elementary. The first-graders had drawn pictures titled, “Who Am I?” and now their parents...
40 Life Lessons On Turning 40!

40 Life Lessons On Turning 40!

Other than greying hair, some wrinkles, and ever more frequent visits to the doctor, aging is a beautiful process. It feels like I am peeling through the layers of an onion; each layer is juicier but the onion keeps shrinking. Blowing candles and cutting cake with...
On A Flight To A Land Without Borders

On A Flight To A Land Without Borders

I boarded the flight at the end of what seemed like a long week. I was going away for a few days, and the preceding weeks had been hectic and frenzied. It felt good to finally stretch one’s legs (as much as an economy seat would allow anyway), relax one’s senses, and...
Noushad and the Plum Cake

Noushad and the Plum Cake

As a child, one thing I distinctly remember pursuing was a plum cake with an inviting dark caramel tone and the lingering aroma of ginger, cardamom, cinnamon, nutmeg and vanilla. Each piece resembled a mosaic wedge. Raisins, cashew nuts, dates, candied red papaya,...
Singing For My Pizza

Singing For My Pizza

Last summer, while traveling with my wife through the Canadian Rockies, I sang for my pizza at Gus’ Pizza in Hinton, Alberta. This is how it happened. Looking for dinner on our last night in Hinton, a tourist town servicing Jasper National Park, we settled on pizza at...