Killing some data…

On the train. Baby finally asleep. Plugged into my iPod and browsing the web on phone. Killing megabytes A thought just occurred - Hey why not post something, see how WordPress works on a Windows phone. So yeah, here I am. Dawn's breaking. I am excited. It's been a while. More than six years. Since...

Off again!

Hello folks! We are off again. A train cum road trip this time. Covering the entire state of Kerala.   By the time you folks read this, I will be somewhere halfway between Thiruvananthapuram and Kasargod. I have always found the phrase "speaking from the grave" fascinating. Not in a morbid sense, but the fact that...

Ma Wednesday! Gimme a baby- fall- proof bubble please!

All she wanted was to fall asleep. She shut her eyes tight. The more she willed herself to sleep, the more sleep seemed to slip away. Her insides were on fire. From her stomach, through her gatroesophageal sphincter, up her oesophagus and into her mouth- the acerbic, nausea inducing taste travelled it's chosen path. Up...

Starry Nights- Shobaa De.

  I know, I know. I never mentioned such a book in my last book rant. I just missed it. I'm telling you, I just have been on this crazy chain- reading trip. I have even read some Chetan Bhagat! Who would have thought, huh? Me and Chetan Bhagat? Okay, I shall admit- I once...

Update: Blogger’s block, jewelry shopping and bad internet!

I am usually in one of three states of mind: 1. Verbal/ Mental diarrhea- The thoughts pour forth, words tumble out violently, nimble fingers fly across the keyboard. I am in control, but the thoughts and words have a mind of their own. I cannot stop thinking. Not talking makes me physically sick; almost. I...

Gone girl and Jack Reacher, odd but able company.

  Here's another confession. I am an addict. An internet addict. The world wide web has well and truly ensnared Dr J. I can spend endless hours on the internet. Doing particularly nothing. Anything. Everything.   The one downside of constant travel is compromise. Adjustment. One has to be willing to let go. Of habits,...

Outward bound. And hat’s off to all single parents!

Hella folks! It's been a while. A short while. But a while nonetheless. This post was supposed to be up last night, the darned internet and my own dull-witted, forgetful brain colluded and made the post disappear. Poof! Just like that. Half an hour. Precious,precious time. Where the baby sleeps and the tired, unwell Momma...

Z’s a pro!!

Hello lovely people! Mama is too busy to write to you folks. But she will be back soon...I promise! We have been constantly travelling ....and are at yet another airport right now. Mama is pottering around with my food and bibs and Sippy cups. Poor thing. Without Papa around, it's hard on her. She manages...

The Ladies Lounge! Make-up for a couple of big, fat, Mallu weddings!/ What’s in my make-up bag?

I despise packing. There was a time when I made lists. When I packed a week in advance. Now, there are no lists. A day before I leave, I throw random things into a suitcase. Of course, this does not mean I am careless or unorganized. There is a definite method to my presumed madness....