I must have been almost two years old when my Mother and I were hurriedly shuffled to the railway station at Delhi and put on the train heading to Mumbai. It was a two night journey. All we had was the ticket that had been bought for us by my grandfather,…
Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles
Around the time my son was three years old, a funny thing happened. Okay, funny things happen all the time in our house because we thrive on laughter (and coffee) but this one came to mind when I saw this week’s Finish the Sentence Friday prompt (If I were a fairy tale…
If there’s one thing a working mother dreads more than anything else, it is the thought of leaving her little one with someone while she’s at work for eight hours, or more. She often feels guilty about leaving her child in daycare and going to work. This is especially difficult for…