My Mom would have been 75 years old today. Happy birthday, Mi! Dear Mi, When I lit the lamp this morning, I looked at the tiny pic of you I’ve snuck into the frame of the Venky*. I looked at your smiling face and smiled back. I do this every day but today is special. I smiled thinking about how…
Just the other day, we noticed that one of the legs supporting our bedroom cot was weak. Time to shop for a bed and maybe mattresses too. We reminisced about that time when we purchased it, along with a couple of other things – a study desk and a bookcase. And of course, we strolled right down nostalgia lane, memory…
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 least it seemed huge at the time to my 2.2 feet self. Summer days in the balcony under the fabric, pretending…
It happened in 1982. Most of you reading this were probably not even born (couldn’t resist that—what with most people addressing me as anything but Vidya these days *evil grin*) I was in the first year of college, studying for a B.Sc. and had moved mid-year from Secunderabad to Madras. Yes, always Madras to me—I find it so hard to…