Tell me a story

“Mummy, mummy, story, please!” Little Ritika hovered around tugging at Indira’s sari. “Not now, dear, I have a lot work to do”, she bustled about the kitchen chopping, frying and stirring. Rishi had invited his friends for drinks. Again.  He’d called her just as she was stepping out for her yoga class, and told her … Continue reading Tell me a story

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To my little girl

My dear little girl, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. Your father, well, he thinks the sun rises when you open your eyes, and the best music in the world is your laughter. As parents, we have many hopes, dreams and wishes for you. And we also have our secret … Continue reading To my little girl

Love means never having to say ‘I love you’

All of today’s relationship experts and love gurus keep telling us to say ‘I love you’... ‘Tell your loved ones’, they say, ‘express your feelings’. All around me, people are declaring their love, wishing birthdays (to people they sleep right next to, for God's sake!) and sharing romantic/intimate moments on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/latest-platform-for-attention-whores. But, here’s looking at … Continue reading Love means never having to say ‘I love you’

Thanksgiving

The past few weeks have been a stressful period, to say the least. Health, wealth and happiness have all been buggered indelicately; and sounding normal on the phone is like cardio .  Instead of succumbing to the urge to scream obscenities, break items, write black poetry or drown my sorrow in drinks (have I covered … Continue reading Thanksgiving