Image Courtesy: Sajith Nambiar Monsoons offered consistent and meaningful backdrops in the life a of 90's kid. Rain falling on the thatched and tiled rooftops always had an organic quality about it. Image Courtesy : Sidharth Sunil Kumar Our streets gleam and glimmer in the rainwater. Eccentric, orange colored puddles emerge all over the roads,... Continue Reading →
Cousins who visit us play their travel history as the trump card and win the much coveted extra preferences from my grandma, Uma Aachi. If the norm is one Chengavarukkai Maanga per person, they are offered atleast about half a dozen or even more on demand. While the pulpy ones are gobbled up right away,... Continue Reading →
"Yeah. We have enough groceries that'd last for another week. And you?" "Yes yes. We do. Inga nalla iruttitu varudhu..Anga epdi?", mom asked. "No luck yet. Who knows, at this rate the Sun might even melt my organs in a couple of days", I sighed. Although truth to be told, when mom hinted a possible... Continue Reading →
• I watched "The Good Dinosaur" last night and cried happy, sad and every other variant of emotional tears. • A little friend (read: best friend) of mine (and baby D) gifted me a cute, hand-made card that had an adorable craft work with a sweet message written inside it. While handing over, he smiled... Continue Reading →
Last week, while taking a stroll across the park, I stumbled upon a mother of three. This sensibly dressed lady being a complete stranger, I warned myself not to discuss anything personal but safely stick around exchanging names and other formal stuff. However, fate had other plans. Four birthing stories, three confessions, two cups of... Continue Reading →
Photo credit: unsplash.com It's a dull evening. The scanty beam of sunlight that usually beautifies the dusk has gone missing. Instead, misty drizzle followed by pale sheets of rain lodge in my window panes. My extensive search for a perfect place to write finally ends when I sit by the sill. The window sill. It... Continue Reading →
Baby D and I went to the park yesterday. I'm not a fan of kids park, you guys. Ask me if I can walk, I'll go miles with you. But snaking around the sliding board for an hour or two? Heck no. It's monotonous, tiresome and boriiiiinnggg. While remaining cool and composed on the outside,... Continue Reading →
Mom: "Be grateful for what you already have in life. A harvest of peace is produced from a seed of contentment." Grandma: On parenting "Children must be taught how to think, not what to think." On cooking "The secret recipe is not Nothing. It's Love. By love, I mean varutharacha thenga curry with an ounce... Continue Reading →
“The sharp thrill of seeing the birds reminded me of childhood happiness, gifts under the Christmas tree, perhaps, a kind of euphoria we adults manage to shut out most of the time. This is why I bird-watch, to recapture what it's like to live in this moment, right now.” ― Lynn Thomson Photos by... Continue Reading →
