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The year is winding to a close, and one does tend to take stock of life in general. No this is not a roundup post. I thought of writing one but then I decided against it. Just sharing a few reflections instead. The other day I was talking to an acquaintance. She loves to talk Read More →

what's in a name

Most of us like our names and I certainly do. I am grateful that my parents called me creation (Rachna). Many Hindu names have lovely meaning till Indian parents of my generation got lured into naming their kids Ahana, Arahan and what not. But when it comes to my husband, his Punjabi father went the Read More →

It’s not that time of the year without all of us being in a hectic mode. Navratris are on and while I don’t do anything special during Navratri, I do cook a lot of festive food. In my home, everyone is a foodie. So, since kids started their holidays from Saturday, I have been cooking Read More →

health insurance for women

Is it only me or have you seen that despite greater awareness towards health and fitness, our generation is suffering from a surfeit of health problems? Lifestyle diseases like diabetes, obesity, hypertension, heart diseases are growing significantly. And that omnipresent stress is taking such a tremendous toll on our health, that even seemingly fit people Read More →

bindi tales

Bindi that tiny dot that Hindu women put on their forehead, intrigues a lot of people When I visited Amsterdam many years back, my Dutch friend’s girlfriend kept quizzing me about a tiny blue bindi that I wore with a kurta. I saw firsthand how foreigners are so in awe of our traditional dress and Read More →

I was sitting peacefully waiting for the kids to arrive from school. They come in like a force of energy. Limbs flying everywhere, hugging Coco who jumps up and down, with huge smiles on their faces. Before they start keeping their things, they begin chatting nine to a dozen. I smile and try to keep Read More →

I took off my footwear in the car and walked the stony path to the temple carefully. As I stepped into the huge courtyard that the large, ornately carved doors led to, I bent down to touch the threshold with my hand and touched it to my forehead in obeisance. My younger son who was Read More →

So from my generation or even before, a number of parents started raising their daughters to be more like boys. To study as much as they wished for, to pursue a career and to earn their own money. All things that mostly boys are raised to do. Yet, when they are married, suddenly they have Read More →

wistful musings

The other day, I stood in my tiny lawn looking up at the avocado tree. It has managed to stay put and grounded in such a narrow space. The trunk lengthening and going to obscene heights so that it can get its share of sunlight. The leaves, they renew completely every year, and the tree Read More →