Of life, love and laughter.

It is all about the little things. Things that shouldn't matter but do. A handsome, older gentleman smiles at the rearview and thanks you profusely for letting him pass in maddening traffic when everyone else just pushed through. It doesn't matter, but you suddenly believe that the embers of decency and chivalry are yet to completely... Continue Reading →

Ma Wednesday- Liking the dislikes.

Everybody talks of the beauty of being a parent. Many also share their challenges and hardships. But not often do we hear about disliking being a parent. Is it unkind, ungrateful and blasphemous to admit that I sometimes hate being a parent. Yes, hate. I often say to people how hate is such a strong... Continue Reading →

Ma Wednesday! Mommy pangs.

Ugh. This is turning into quite the mommy blog. I seem to write about Zoe and my Mummy adventures more than anything else. Apologies, if you find these mommy rants boring and repetitive. It's just that, even though I have a dozen (read half a million) other things going on in my life, this one... Continue Reading →

The struggle is real folks.

I have heard and read how babies are constantly changing, evolving. How they are fluid, and unstable. How their young minds and bodies are seeking individuality and uniqueness. That they are slowly but surely becoming "them". I had heard of toddler tantrums and terrible twos. I have smiled sympathetically at my cousins and aunts as they struggled with... Continue Reading →

Of alter egos and food battles- 3!

I think food is disgusting. It's a vile, despicable monstrosity which will one day lead to the downfall of humankind. Really! It causes sheer wastage of anywhere between 5- 6 hours of my day. Hours which could be put to great use otherwise. I could run around in circles, climb up and down the couch... Continue Reading →

A working mum’s perspective.

Lately, Facebook newsfeeds have been awash with stay-at- home- mum write- ups and blog posts. They call themselves SAHMs. Great. I love short hand. Sticking to the norms of nomenclature, I am therefore a sometimes-out- of- the- home- mum or SOOTHM. I don’t say “working mum” because all mothers definitely work! The articles say such... Continue Reading →

Ma Wedensday! Pre- dawn rumination.

We had a rough, fractured night. Some nights suck the life-force out of you. You question your circumstance, and your very existence. You yearn to be carefree and untethered. You crave a long, hot, calming hour or two in the bath. You wish you did not have to chose between a nightly shower or having... Continue Reading →

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