Dear Son, Happy birthday! This morning, after I had my coffee, I sat down to work as usual, to catch that precious morning hour. But somehow, I could not concentrate. My eyes kept wandering to the clock, and the moment it was 8, I quickly dialed your number. My heart melted…
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These days I feel like a bit of a travel agent. Seriously. It seems like I am constantly browsing travel sites, looking for the best deals, waiting on them to get back with flight ticket offers before I finally book those tickets. But why, you might ask. Four reasons. Husband travels a lot.…
I woke up this morning and lit the lamp, and had my conversation with the divine as usual. As I sat with my tumbler of coffee, warming my hands and waiting for my son’s call, my mind rolled back to decades ago when Diwali was a big deal at home. Oh,…