The night is dark. The lovely, old trees seem ghost-like with large shadows dancing across their branches making them look eerie. The fire in front of me is crackling. The wood slowly turning to ashes but giving it all just before the life goes out of it. Staring into the glowing embers, my thoughts turn Read More →

The younger son and I have a very affectionate yet exasperating relationship. He is a boy with a mind of his own. He can be very loving and caring and yet can show an extremely mean and stubborn side in a jiffy. It all depends upon the rapport you share with him and of course Read More →

Let go teen

Let go. Let them free. Give them wings. All phrases we toss with such casual ease sitting in our comfortable cocoons at home. Those of us who have younger kids feel that the situation is so far away that it does not even merit a thought. And for people like me with a teen in Read More →

You know what tests your patience even more than travelling via traffic-clogged Silk Board in Bangalore – parenting a teen! 🙂 Every day is like a permanent roller coaster ride. You really don’t know when all is going right and you suddenly plunge and completely lose your breath and when you are apprehensive but the ride just nudges Read More →

When parents grow old

It is very difficult to watch your parents grow old. Those strong hands that held your fingers and taught you how to walk. Those strong shoulders on which you bounced again and again gurgling with laughter. Those bright eyes that lit up when you went to them animated, regaling a tale or announcing a victory. Read More →

Mondays, March and Children

  As mercury shoots up to obscene levels in Bangalore, I sit in well-ventilated rooms with my laptop and Coco in tow, shifting from sofa to chair, from room to room, supervising chores while continuing to keep working. Such a fun way to work, wouldn’t you say? So, this is the last Monday in a Read More →

challenges while parenting a teen

The small playground was bursting to the seams with children. Little children were sitting in the sand pit with their tiny baskets to play to their heart’s fill with sand, very comfortable with the mess and the dirt. Their mothers hung around keeping a watchful eye on them while chatting with other mothers. Some of Read More →

Jugaad is a classic Indian favorite. Loosely translated it means a quick fix or an innovative workaround to use the resources available. You may have come across ingenious tales of jugaad in your daily lives. But this jugaad in daily lives could give rise to a ‘chalta hai’ approach when some people take it too Read More →

mother of sons

Saturday afternoon, I decided to do groceries with the boys. We headed to the nearby mall to buy some fresh veggies. The sons enthusiastically accompanied me. When I was picking fresh peas, how delightful they are in this season, the younger son wanted to help. So I showed him how to choose the plump bright Read More →

My younger son is an inexhaustible source of funny anecdotes. The other day he was telling me about this incident that baffled him and left me roaring with laughter. Now this little man is the picture of perfect behavior outside of home – shy to a fault, he turns red if someone so much as Read More →