A Birthday Letter To My Son – 2

Dear Chintu, Last year when I wrote this letter to you, I thought I should try and write one letter every year, at least for as long as possible. So here I am on your second birthday, putting down my thoughts. I know I have been way too busy the last two months, with spending…

A place that was called home.

I have such little time left in the day to do anything. Even logging in to read other posts has become impossible. The new project at the new client office has been sucking up all my time and energy. I do not want to get started about my commute woes! It’s sad that Bangalore has…

Standing up for myself.

So today I did something, which probably didn’t go down too well with someone and yet it made me feel better. All my life I’ve been a people pleaser, I try my best to be as accommodating as possible and see to that the other person is not hurt. What have I got in return?…

Gundu growing up

As I read articles about the changes toddlers will go through at the age my son is, I feel a bittersweet emotion. While I feel proud of all the skills my boy is mastering, I feel sad recognizing the fact that he’s growing up. Oh! It does seem so soon. 😦 He can now, not…

A letter to myself!

What do I write to myself that I haven’t repeated in my head a million times? I mean that’s what I do all day, talk to myself in my head. But sadly many a time these thoughts are the ones telling me that something is wrong with the way I am, the things I am…

2018 – Round Up

I’ve done a year end post every year and this time I had almost skipped it, because I just wasn’t feeling like writing anything. Maybe it’s because of the low feeling that comes from the fact we’ve no plans for New Year’s eve or the first day of 2019. Infact we don’t have plans ever….

Creations – 2018

This year has been quite a creative one for me. I have mentioned time and again, how my hobbies keep me sane. I remember my childhood days, how distracted I used to be during studies, would feel hungry, thirsty, visit the loo, pester mom and so many other things. But when I sat down, painting…

Travel Diaries – Dubare-Ranganathittu

After two trips consecutively, in months of December and Jan, I’d decided not to plan any travel for a while. With everyone saying, “How can you travel with such a small baby?”, we decided we’ll travel when he is a little older and things are more manageable. Little did we know, things are best managed…

Catching up, yet again!

I can’t call it a writer’s block, because I am not much of a writer. But I have no other term for this zero post, zero journal entry phases that I go through. I just didn’t know what to write about. I wonder if it’s because too much is happening, or too less. If it…

Another difficult Monday

What do you do when that perfect creature you want to be, is killing you? The person who wakes up early in the morning, to get things ready for breakfast and lunch because she doesn’t want to be labeled a lazy DIL, who does nothing at home. This despite having gone late to bed last…

Back to the grind

Two reasons I stopped the prompt challenge that I had taken up on my blog. The first being, I felt I would be repeating myself in the subsequent posts that I was supposed to write. Secondly, I got a twenty day break between my job change and it was completely eaten up taking care of…

I regret…

…having arguments with Dad. …always being on the edge of my percentages. I’ve a 69, 79, 89 (I won’t tell, which one was attained when 😛 ). If I’d only tried a little harder, I could’ve been on the other side. …not getting Dad a smartphone, which was one of his wishes. …some stupid involvement…