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My Mother My Self. A letter to my mom
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My Mother, My Self

Dear Mi, And another year has whizzed by. I find it hard to believe that it is now nine years, Mi. Of course, you are in our hearts, encouraging us with your wisdom and humor, but it does not…

Memory Lane Villa in Coimbatore
Reflections Relationships

Down Memory Lane to A Villa In Coimbatore

I was probably five years old when our joint family of 30+ members slowly started dispersing. Marriages, new jobs, job transfers—all the usual things. We lived in Mumbai. My Grandmother’s brothers lived in the family estate very close to…

My Umbrella and I
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My Umbrella and I

I bet each one of you has an umbrella story (or several) to tell. My first memory of an umbrella is probably from the time I was five–or younger–huddling under a huge black umbrella with a wooden handle; at…