Be Grateful and Celebrate

Ever since this lock down started, we’ve all been looking for reasons to either stay in or step out. The women in my society are all facing the reversed cycle of life: dealing with helicopter kids, as they are now discovering, is no fun after all. We don’t let our moms step out of the…

A Fervent Salute

Times have moved from being testing to exhausting. What started as an exuberantly urgent phase of normalizing the world has now made us either crippled us with panic and fear or becoming completely oblivious to everything around, You can see that with weary cops, government officials, health officials and those who helped all of this…

Bowling Alley

I haven’t really tried my hand at bowling, though some of my friends did try to take me to a bowling alley, with very little luck. Even if I do try my hand at a strike, I’m pretty sure, I’d end up with either a gutter ball, or a three-pin-score. But whatever I end up…

Playing Time…

One of the most cherished memories of my childhood was this beautiful teak wood, championship grade carrom board. The old baby pink striker was embossed with a fish that had scales. Eventually, mom got us a pearl white one, which wasn’t as smooth as the pink one, so we never gave up on our old…

Come Eat With Me

I am a really poor eater, my mother will happily tell you unhappy tales of my love for small quantities of food. But lately, I have rekindled my love for food from home, keepsakes and crafts (that got lost as life happened, a little too much, I guess). This picture is yet another attempt of…