Reflections

Lust For Life

Lust For Life

I must have looked aghast at her bare feet, for Ajji smiled her widest, toothless best, and said, “Back home I never wear chappals. If I did, I’d probably leave it somewhere and forget about them.” But I was thirteen and as with most children at that age, I was...
A “Job” Well Done: A Poem For My Daughter

A “Job” Well Done: A Poem For My Daughter

Finding you Fearless… I taught you to  Fear. Eternally Curious… I taught you Indifference. Charmingly Honest… I taught you Pretence. Openly Friendly… I taught you Caution. Implicitly Trusting… I taught you to Doubt. Clingingly Needy… I taught you Independence…...
An Unusual Whatsapp Rendezvous

An Unusual Whatsapp Rendezvous

Last night while scrolling through my WhatsApp messages, a new message popped up. The number looked familiar and on closer examination I remembered that it was my old phone number from almost 15 years ago. I looked at it frantically. How was this possible? In utter...
Madhubani Magic

Madhubani Magic

It was an exuberant Kannada Koota gathering. The auditorium was packed with members of the S.F Bay Area chapter of the Kannada association. My aunt and I were part of the audience, cheering along as various singers and dancers entertained us. A drama/skit was...
A Life Crafted with Grit and Grace

A Life Crafted with Grit and Grace

  One of my earliest memories of my mother, outside of the home, is on a badminton court. My father’s job as a doctor with the Indian Railways allowed us the use of the Officer’s Club. It was the norm for us to troop down to the club every evening, where...
Ubiquitous Character in All Novels

Ubiquitous Character in All Novels

“Home is where the heart is,” is the most common adage about the idea of home. As a child, I learned this saying but I have to admit that I didn’t quite understand it. Sometimes, I felt its import when I returned to my home  after a long vacation, or a bad...